Bar Area | Midnight | Ilinca & Marcus
Ilinca had finished her drink quicker than was her usual. It was while she was wrangling herself another one that she felt a small heat brush against her skin. She looked up, taking her drink without thinking, looking in the direction it had come from.
She smiled when she noticed it was Marcus, and she made her way over to where he was sitting. Perhaps he was taking up more space, but Ilinca had made space for herself all her life. "Marik," she greeted him, smiling over the rim over glass. "I love your costume, very pointed. Why so glum?"