Aubrey Rois & Briar Rose (pricked) wrote in doors,
Re: Aubrey/Dair
[He moves to the living area on leaded feet and sits at the end of the nearest couch, ashen-faced and solemn. He hasn't been in the suite before, but it's very much like the others of the same standard and price tag - so he manages to feel almost at home, surrounded by familiar hotel furnishings and Dair's personal possessions.] Thank you. [His voice is barely above a murmur when he accepts the offered glass, tipping his head back and taking a long drink of the warm amber liquid. It's only when he's finished that he allows himself to hear Dair's words, and his mouth twists into a grimace. He doesn't want to speak, because he doesn't want to cry.]