Viola couldn't believe he hadn't tasted the salt but she didn't push the topic and instead picked up her own wine glass and sipped.
The wine was good. Viola's glass emptied faster than she intended and Sebastian refilled it without comment as the night seemed to call for it.
Her eyes drifted to the floor to ceiling glass window in the dining hall and settled on the almost full moon hanging in the night sky, and she asked, "In many other packs they will be preparing for the moon festival by now."
Sebastian hummed and turned to look out at the moon, his expression barely shifting as he replied, "We don't celebrate the moon festival in Silver."
