"Well, that was unexpected," Selene said softly as she approached a table in a quieter corner where a lone figure sat with their head down.
"Hmm?"
Alaric lifted his head to meet her gaze. The flush that had colored his cheeks throughout the evening had faded, his crimson eyes were now sharp and clear, implementing his complete sober state.
"I didn't know you were the type to step in and play hero," she said, settling into the chair beside him. She rested her elbow on the table and propped her cheek against her palm, studying him with that familiar calculating smile.
Alaric exhaled deeply, rolling his shoulders to work out the tension before offering a casual shrug.
"I was drunk. Didn't know what I was doing."
"Oh? Dismissing it now, are we?" A soft laugh escaped her lips, and for once, her carefully maintained mask slipped.
warm, a rare sight that Alaric had never seen before.
"Though I suppose it doesn't matter."
