Find What's Good

Reila smiled as Chimera took his own drink with the sugar stones. She had only seen him take a bowl of wine once but she wouldn't question and she wouldn't force him either. As Chimera was finished he laid down as if he was done for the night. Reila finished the bottle herself in another two or three swigs and she was feeling it.

She followed after Chimera, throwing her sugar stick into the fire and just laying there for a moment staring into the flames. Her cheek too laid down on the ground as she was lost and fuzzy, her gaze looking over to Chimera's form. Lazy eyes looked over him like she had before, and she reminded of that first time they had been together by the fire rather than the last. The drink hadn't made her feel harsh emotions like she had been, and it made her nerves settle down a bit. If Chimera was worried about her doing something rash under the influence before, he as wrong. Now was much more the time to be worried.

She finally rose on careful paws, feeling woozy but not completely out of her mind. She didn't pause at all as she approached Chimera and put a paw on his shoulder. Her eyes would have looked into his without word if he had looked up at her, but either way she went to lean over his back and start that familiar gentle massage over his shoulders. She had only ever done this once before, and a little less under the influence. But whether Chimera thought she was acting just out of the alcohol or not, she wanted to do this. She wanted more actually.

"Reila"