Darcy's breath caught briefly when Sebastian edged closer. It seemed as if the space between them was diminishing swiftly and she wasn't sure how to feel about that. This close, however, she was able to take in his features and found herself almost magnetically attracted to him. Something in his eyes drew her in, and she was left staring.
Talk about rude. Darcy didn't know why her manners had run off, but she covered her slip by finishing her drink. Way to look like a creep, Darce.
"Love potions actually exist?" Darcy felt like a child beside Sebastian, her lack of worldly experience glaring. "I thought they were just fiction." Healing potions at least sounded useful, and she preferred not to think about poisonous ones at all.