; ~ ; i had to, you see.
Ganymede- caught with a bit of a greedy mouthful of wine, swallowed quickly, and offered the man a smile. He'd barely noticed the other immortal, mostly due to his inattention, and the fact that he'd gotten rather used to seeing others like him, at work, out shopping, wherever he ended up.
He swept back a lock or so of hair, and set his glass down, the dark liquid sloshing a bit in it's glass confines. "Hi." he chimed. "It is pretty interesting- I wasn't expecting to find anyone out here." he smiled. "Are you by yourself?"
He didn't want to ask too much, not when he didn't actually know who this guy was. It could have been Satan, for all he knew, but he had little comprehension for such things.