The group quickly came to a halt as they entered, being "blocked" by this miqo'te. Â Snoe stopped at Caers side, but Ringo, likely favoring his nose, or still stuck in whatever fantasy she had afflicted him with, bumped into Caer, causing him to jar forward, just a bit, then finally notice the encounter. Â Ringo looked to Snoe, who gave a single nod, and the two of them departed from their captains side to go find a drink away from him. Â They knew the drill.
Caereyn looked down at her with an near expressionless face. Â It could almost be seen as a look of contempt, even anger. Â But then his expression softened, and he offered something of a smile. Â Though it wasn't one of warmth, or happiness. Â More like one of some sort of interest. Â The truth was, she did't need to offer a special sign. Â The fact that she stopped him less than three seconds after he entered was enough of a tell that she had business with him.
"A drink, yes. Â I'd be much obliged to you." Â He answered.
Meanwhile, Snoe and Ringo had settled at the bar, the farthest end across the room.
"Wonder what sort of snore-inducing thing this'll be." Â Ringo said.
"We'll see soon enough. Â You know the drill." Â Snoe answered.
Caereyn looked down at her with an near expressionless face. Â It could almost be seen as a look of contempt, even anger. Â But then his expression softened, and he offered something of a smile. Â Though it wasn't one of warmth, or happiness. Â More like one of some sort of interest. Â The truth was, she did't need to offer a special sign. Â The fact that she stopped him less than three seconds after he entered was enough of a tell that she had business with him.
"A drink, yes. Â I'd be much obliged to you." Â He answered.
Meanwhile, Snoe and Ringo had settled at the bar, the farthest end across the room.
"Wonder what sort of snore-inducing thing this'll be." Â Ringo said.
"We'll see soon enough. Â You know the drill." Â Snoe answered.
Theodric Gray
