I Like The Way It Hurts

Balthier happily watched her take her drink, just as happily as he took his own. He was bold in the way he took his drink, she was very wrong. Maybe she could tell just by the way he acted. He was rather naive, he wouldn't think that she was using the game to her advantage. He did after all want to forget everything from before so taking more swigs of the alcohol was in his favor. The more he drank the more he could forget about Azzie. The more he could focus on the woman in front of him.

His swig was hard, as were other things. He put the bottle back between them, gulping down what he took before the first smile came across his face. "Is that the best you got?" He teased, though he supposed he wasn't much interested in her words anymore. He'd give her at least one more question before doing something more himself. He'd like to see what else was on her mind.

"Balthier Destruction"