"That's so," she agreed, though her grin may have made a liar of her before she sipped her own wine. "I don't know, actually. Madame Wolffe left it here when she vacated the premises, but I believe she did say it was elven made wine."
Speaking of, she wondered how far along Ashley was, and if they'd be hearing about a baby soon. But likely not that soon, she reasoned, if it had been late spring. Shaking off her thoughts, she smiled to Darl.
Ari glanced over to Neville with a little smile. She wondered if that was the sort of 'I will' that was stated simply to placate the other party, with no intended follow-through behind it.
Well, either way. She turned her attention back to her papers, content enough to pass the evening quietly in his company.