CATNIP KARTH. (stoutheart) wrote in emillion, |
Oh, Faram. What an awful voice. It wouldn't change how Cressida would think about him (though she was certain she'd never request a song again) but as she choked on her sip of wine, she touched her hand to Ari's arm as she attempted to recover from the wine nearly going down the wrong pipe.
"I think I may take that dance now," she suggested, holding the half-full glass out for their singing companion to take and hold for her. "But you're welcome to keep singing, Drake. Thank you for the song."