Orchid made no effort to move away from him, the moment his fingers captured hers. It could easily be mistaken for an intimate gesture, but she knew better. The Master of the Thieves Guild wouldn't be cavorting with such a new, young, and willful recruit. Or he might, she really didn't know much about him. She'd never asked, but had been told stories by the others. They plots changed and the men corrected eachother and themselves. She felt they were all stupid and beneath her and with good reason. At least, it was with good reason in her eyes.
"Annoying?" She snorted and made to bite his ear. It wasn't a hard bite, more of a nip, but it was enough to make him realize that she could be dangerous when held this close to his person. She took the bottle a breath later and brought it to her lips. She didn't drink too deeply, her sip was modest compared to the rest of her companions. It probably made them nervous with the thought that she'd rob them if they passed out. The thought was tempting, but to humor them, she took another sip. This pull was longer than the last. The liquid heated her blood and made her feel heady. There were reasons she didn't drink. She liked having a tight grip on her control.