[ Diva grasps it, cradling the bottle in her arms with a tender smile. ]
You expected me to be? [ she laughs and cradles the bottle close before taking a sip. After having been so hard won, she expected sweetness, not vinegar. Heat, not body warmed slop.
No, she did not like this wine. And she shows it, dumping it unceremoniously on the ground. Hopefully Fenris likes wine spattered boots ♥ If he doesn't, she'll simply throw the near empty bottle right at him. ]