CATNIP KARTH. (stoutheart) wrote in emillion, |
At the mention of the Rangers, Cressida brightened. She'd been hoping the conversation would turn around to the subject sooner than later. "I spoke with Drake yesterday, and he outlined the whole process for me," she returned by way of confirmation of her interest. The meeting had been nerve-wracking, despite their friendship, but it had ended on a good note.
"I was actually hoping to catch some Rangers tonight, you mostly. And Eden, too." The last part was a quick afterthought, maybe to make it sound less-- desperate. And if she'd gone a little more pink, then it was the mead. Yes, definitely the mead.