Re: Lachlan/Elliot
Elliot only looked briefly skeptical about the glass she took from Lachlan. She was sort of assuming Ellie was his source of information regarding the safety of the drinks, and she only assumed that because her very mischievous friend had mentioned something earlier that had led Elliot to believe she and Freddie might be playing some sort of beverage-related trick at some point during the day.
But she knew that her friend wouldn't let her take a sip of a compromised drink, or at least, that's what Elliot was hoping. Ellie was pretty unpredictable, but that's also why Elliot liked her. Especially in more recent months, it'd become a welcome distraction for her when Lachlan wasn't around to do the distracting himself.
It was hard to believe how long she and Lachlan had been together, but time was a looser construct to Elliot now. Two years since they'd first met over three dragons and had coffee the very next day. After getting to know him better, Elliot was sure she would have fallen for him anyway. The fact that he'd taken so well to Daenerys's children had been the nail in her coffin, though. Elliot had been a goner from the very start.
When Kylie was killed last year, Elliot had gone through... to call it a rough patch was a severe understatement, but if anytime would have been the time to bail, it would have been then. He didn't. He'd stuck by her in ways that Elliot never would have expected from someone outside of family. She wasn't sure she'd ever completely be herself again, ever since she'd been a little bit... more. Not anywhere approaching Daenerys levels of bad, but still more intense. He didn't seem to care.
Clinking her glass with his, Elliot smiled at him as she took her first sip. She was always more at ease at parties thanks to her New York socialite upbringing, though the whole magic factor still made Daenerys uneasy. Elliot had dressed in a strappy dark blue dress (one of Daenerys's trademark colors) and a modest arrangement of foliage in her hair to match the occasion. She might not celebrate things like Midsummer personally, but if she were alive her mother never would have let her show up to a themed celebration without dressing to mark it. "Oh?" Elliot arched one curious eyebrow. "And how do you know I won't be the one to drag you into something ridiculous tonight?"