Re: Bridget and Orion
"Orion," the hunter said, lifting her cup in a slight toast. She considered offering her free hand for a shake, but there was something standoffish about Bridget. It might have been just her own skittishness around people, since on the surface the woman seemed pleasant enough, but there was...something.
"I'm glad the holiday is almost over," she remarked to the other brunette, gesturing around at the nearby musicians and others who were gathered there. "It still feels weird to celebrate the end of the world."