What, Pierce couldn't splurge on a couple of velociraptors? Still, the plastic cup was taken from the harbinger's engaging fan of fingers. She did have an immaculate sense of balance, and maybe that pulled the illusion of smoke and mirrors over Lukas as to just how gone the gory geisha truly was. She seemed present enough, just look at that smile! Even if the bulbs were broken, she fired up enough watts to charm him.
He was careful to keep the tide of fermented rice(be still Inari's heart!) from overflowing all over his flanneled lap. Mindful still, Sharp Tooth tipped a gesture of congratulations toward her, and Lukas brought it to his mouth for a heavy swig. It wasn't tequila, but it went down like water. Had he ever drank sake before? Somehow, this tasted different from whatever had been masquerading as sake before now, but maybe it was just the company. It was refreshing and tasted like the wet planes of a fertile crescent island, rich and pure.
He took another dive, savoring. Pulling back, Lukas gestured toward the broken mirror minefield that surrounded their camp. What happened, he signed the question while being mindful enough to mouth the words with a slow dexterity just for her.