[ Rune's voice sounds no different than before, but He Ming's eyes travel to his mouth and stay there when he sits back. ]
I'll start sweet. [ He finally looks away. Measuring the ingredients into the shaker, he wonders at what he thought he'd seen. Those certainly aren't the fake fangs he left. And of course, he'd been joking about the blood, but way Rune had looked at him seemed... hungry.
He Ming likes it. He turns to get something from the shelves behind the bar and doesn't bother holding down the back of the dress as he goes up on his toes and leans to fetch a rarely-used bottle of wormwood liquor for the drink before answering the question. ]
I like drinks that are a little weird. [ In goes the last ingredient and then alcohol. He Ming pours generously. As he picks it up to mix, ] You'll have to try and guess my secret ingredient!
[ The mixed drink is an intense and herbal one, sweetly citrus at the front, ending with the bitterness of wormwood, fragranced by the curl of grapefruit peel He Ming carefully positions on the rim. He slides it to Rune—decidedly neglecting his duties at this point—and gives him a bright smile. ]
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I'll start sweet. [ He finally looks away. Measuring the ingredients into the shaker, he wonders at what he thought he'd seen. Those certainly aren't the fake fangs he left. And of course, he'd been joking about the blood, but way Rune had looked at him seemed... hungry.
He Ming likes it. He turns to get something from the shelves behind the bar and doesn't bother holding down the back of the dress as he goes up on his toes and leans to fetch a rarely-used bottle of wormwood liquor for the drink before answering the question. ]
I like drinks that are a little weird. [ In goes the last ingredient and then alcohol. He Ming pours generously. As he picks it up to mix, ] You'll have to try and guess my secret ingredient!
[ The mixed drink is an intense and herbal one, sweetly citrus at the front, ending with the bitterness of wormwood, fragranced by the curl of grapefruit peel He Ming carefully positions on the rim. He slides it to Rune—decidedly neglecting his duties at this point—and gives him a bright smile. ]