The wine spilled across the outfit, reminiscent of blood splashing in the heat of battle. He raised a brow at what appeared to be an inebriated girl. At her comment, he realized she was just outrageously clumsy.
The helmet did nothing to deter the hard gaze he gave, it only emphasized it. He stood there for a moment without a word before taking off the helmet to reveal his blonde hair and pretty face. Those grey-green eyes looked at her expecting some sort of introduction.