Vivi & Reinholdt | IVORY 2PM
It wouldn't be hard to notice that the woman before him was certainly not feeling well at all. "Dearest darling, you surely seem to be fading fast." A hint of concern slipped past his normally playful or leisurely manner of speech. "Perchance, it may be more masterful a choice for us to lean towards leaving?" A glance off to one side was made, looking for that server of there's. Where had they gotten off to?
"I can certainly have them bring boxes so that we may go." And that would seem to be an end to that conversation, even if the pattern of speech might have had some guessing otherwise.