Bar Area | Midnight | Ilinca & Marcus
"Well I'm sure we're all grateful you're looking out," Ilinca replied, tapping the fingers of her free hand on his arm. "I know I am."
One eyebrow raised, but she didn't call him on it. If Marcus wanted to keep things to himself, that was his business. Gods knew she did that herself enough to recognize and appreciate it. "Almost impossible not to," she answered. "Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we may die. Though let us hope not tonight, I still haven't gotten to dance."