Niniel smiled at Chrestienne. She didn't think she really had a choice of whether or not she would hear the story, so she went along as Chrestienne steered her to a pair of seats by the window.
"I--I would enjoy he-hearing your t-tale. Though, I--I must ad-admit that I--I don't remem-remember asking that question." She laughed a little at herself. "I--I was somewhat...distracted...at the time."
The two women both ordered drinks, Niniel a light wine, and Chrestienne an ale, then sat at the recently vacated table. One not-so-incidentally nearby the one at which sat Soronume and his companion. It was a little silly of her, but Niniel contrived to sit across from Chrestienne in such a manner that she could easily watch Soronume without appearing too obvious about it. The play of light on his features was most fascinating, even if she'd seen the same sort of light on many another face many times before.
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