The
Nightingale
Phoebe smiled back at him, the look in her honeyed eyes indicating hers was genuine too. It was nice, she decided, not having an enemy out in the world. To make amends with the past and allow the negativity to remain where it ought - the past. She thanked the bartender for the refill and took a sip, watching as Jata refilled his own glass.
"To friendship then." she said with a smile, tilting her glass out to clink with his. Then she took another sip of her wine. "Practice makes perfect. The more you work at being friendly, the easier it will become." she said sagely. And he already was practicing by trying to rebuild bridges with the people he knew.
As for going to Frey? She considered the prospect again. "Let's see what this next season holds. We know the signs of things going wrong after all." she said. That would also give them time to work on this new, rebudding friendship they had.
"To friendship then." she said with a smile, tilting her glass out to clink with his. Then she took another sip of her wine. "Practice makes perfect. The more you work at being friendly, the easier it will become." she said sagely. And he already was practicing by trying to rebuild bridges with the people he knew.
As for going to Frey? She considered the prospect again. "Let's see what this next season holds. We know the signs of things going wrong after all." she said. That would also give them time to work on this new, rebudding friendship they had.
'cause I think everyone
deserves a chance to fly
deserves a chance to fly
