Party Two | Damia & Altair.
"Well!" Altair said, pausing for a moment to appreciate the elegance of the dig before continuing on behind her. If it wasn't for the ambiance, he might even be a bit turned on.
"Darling," he enquired, once he'd collected himself. "Have you been looking at my weapon? Shall I remove it from its holster so that you can appreciate it more fully?"
They weren't far from the passage entrance now. Altair thought he could even hear the clash of steel, the faint echo of voices.