Re: The Egyptian: Selina/Destiny
[She poured him a generous serving from the decanter, and she carried it over to him. Arm an elegant extension of wrist as she set the glass down on the side table, and then she returned to her previous spot, her own glass refilled and resting idle between light fingers.
As to his reason for coming, she assumed it was because of Stephanie. Why else would he be here? At least he'd asked, which was more than Em did at the beginning, and the kitty hated those interruptions then, entitled, and entitled made her fur stand on end, irritation and not fear. Though, now that her thoughts flitted over to Em, she supposed it could be the little not-grim-reaper that drew him here.
His question, unexpected as it was, drew merely a darkening of mossy green eyes before she chuckled.] I thought you were telling, not asking.