Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
A slight scoff left her lips, there would be no witnessing of dawn for this smith, not if she wanted to have even a fraction of a brain against the Riskbreaker. "I fear I shall be back in bed long before then. I must have grown too old for such revelries while I had my head turned." The joke at her own expense was easy, sometimes she did feel dreadfully out of place in comparison to many of the younger adults that ran these city streets.
It took Aspel a moment to realize precisely what Ari was talking about as she'd begun to take another sip of mead from the glass. At first, she believed Ari had intended her comment towards another glass of drink, but then it dawned on her that Ari had intended the song bit instead. "Ah, I shall remember such." The next question caused her to give pause however. "Drink?" The question was half joke. "Yes, I partake quite regularly." While she could step away from the bottle, the numbers of nights she didn't had been increasing of late, perhaps taking up smoking again wouldn't be as bad as she'd thought after all. Or... Perhaps something else... Though, then Ari expanded again. "Mm. I..." Another pause as the good humor seemed to wan for a moment. "Do tend to do that, yes."
"Then I hope your celebrations treat you well." Her glass was offered up, a sort of toast easily given.