Castor ❡ Pollux (thedioscuri) wrote in forgotten_gods, |
And it was approval Castor gave, in the form of a nod after his first test taste. Not bad, really -- it wasn't overpoweringly sweet, but it still left a pleasant aftertaste. Waiting for the bartender to pour out their glasses, he flashed Syrinx another little smirk before curling his fingers around the wine glass easily and holding it up, peering first into the murky depths before meeting her lovely eyes.
"We should toast to something, but I'm not sure what." A beat went by, and a thought struck him. "How about to promises?"