"And what is this?" Watching the bottle roll away, the sound echoed in her ears like waves it crashed into her senses and made her shiver. Her senses were going haywire, and she suddenly had the urge to drown out the sound of the bottle moving away from something more soothing like her violin. A hand absentmindedly reached for the instrument, fingers gliding over the strings as it laid encased in its case. Finally, deciding against it, she snapped the case closed and returned her attention back to Nikolas as he began to rummage through his bag.
"Is that a pipe?" An amused smirk curled on her lips once more, as she looked at the pipe and then back up at to Nikolas, "You're kidding me, right? That looks like something my father would smoke." Snickering, fingers moved to push those brown strands from her eyes finally and just tilt her head against the wall.
As they sat in silence, Daphne was just staring at the pipe in his hands, lost in her own thoughts. This was the type of silence that Daphne could be completely content in. A silence that wasn't so much awkward as it was welcomed. There was no lingering tension, or urge to fill the silence with words. Daphne didn't feel compelled to say anything, and she enjoyed this. Head slowly turned to look down at the bottle still in her hands. Lifting it up, she finished off the last of the drink and placed the bottle on the floor just to miscalculate how much of an angle she was placing it down on and allowing it to topple over and roll off to a corner of the tower.
"Every bloody day, mother seems Hell-bent on reminding me about how ungrateful I am, and how I should appreciate such a thing from them. That there is no one better than marrying a Vaisey, and that I should be honored that they would go through so much trouble to wed off an ungrateful daughter like me." Shaking her head, Daphne looked down at at her hands for a moment, "Honestly, I don't know where they get off telling me who I should marry, and then giving me bloody ultimatums." Huffing in slight frustration, Daphne turned her attention back to Nikolas, "What about you? Any luck on your side? My parents seem determined to see this through, maybe yours have more sense than mine?"