the nature of things

Frey No refunds "Anytime." Frey mused, slurping lasciviously at the juices running down their wrist.  "It's just peachy." Frey replied, their voice a perfect deadpan as they raised one perfectly sculpted brow towards the witch before grinning. In their hand suddenly appeared a glass of wine, and one would float towards Vai as well. "Drink. It won't harm the child." They said with a casual shrug and smile, before suddenly reclining into a chair identical to the one Vai had been placed in. Raising the cup of crisp and sweet tasting wine to their lips, they drank in earnest, leaning back with a contented sigh. "Stay as long as you like. Your body is doing quite well, but I know it isn't easy." Frey noted, their eyes scanning over Vai in a way that the witch would likely intuit as more than just a cursory stare, in much the same way that their comment about how well Vai was doing was more than just a throw-away comment. Frey knew how well Vai's body was handling the pregnancy. Knew that her child was healthy. "What brings you out here?"