Elena & Grantaire
"Mine is in February. But I have never been much for birthdays." He didn't need a fuss made, or want one, really. Joly and Bossuet had tended to buy his drinks for the day, and that was sufficient for him.
"That is true. Christmas parties here would be wonderful." He had always had a soft spot for the holidays, with the decorations and music. It was obviously going to be very different here, but he thought he might come to love it just as much.
He sipped his wine, watching her. "You look very lovely today, Elena. I do not think I mentioned."