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She downs the drink quick and easy, taking a moment to let the burn settle from drinking it a little too fast. She turns the glass upside down on the table. Old habits, the drink stops for a moment to let it settle in her system.

"No promises, you're my favorite person to talk to." her tone drips with over sweet sarcasm, a play pout on her lips over the idea. It's not entirely untrue, he's not her favorite per say but she's become partial to their little back and forth.

"I imagine you expect me to keep everything nice and tidy while you're gone."

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"Me." She leaned on the table and tilted her head in a mock dramatic pose as if to show off her quirky type of charm that she knew she carried. She laughed at herself, breaking the spell before it could really be cast. "Just in a different way."

Eyes on him. "Trying to put extra work on my desk already? Do you ever stop?" there was a quirk to her grin, she wondered if he was serious about that. "I guess I can put that on the agenda, give me a little something more to do in my boredom."

It would be interesting either way, especially with how quiet things would be. She'd manage.

FERNANDO SILPH

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His response surprised her a little bit and she grins. At least he seems to be playing along with her more.

"Naturally." she knew it was the case but she couldn't say she minded. Kept her busy. They'd run through that one more than once before.

She runs a finger along the bottom of her glass. "You sure want me getting comfortable?"

"I get too comfortable I might start asking questions again." she looks back up at him, curious. She turns over her glass.

FERNANDO SILPH

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"I don't have to make it so when it already is."

There's a certainty to her comment. A quirk in her smile.

"If it wasn't, then why have you already wasted so much of your precious time on me?" She sits back in her seat, back straight and posture perfect. "It's either that or you have ulterior motives. Or both. Either one I'm more than willing to sit and pester you for."

"And watch the face by the way, before that scowl gets stuck and you start scaring people." a small part of her knows she's being a little too forward, the lingering taste on her lips says there's no such thing.

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"Are you still thinking of trying to pawn me off on one of the other council members?" she hasn't forgotten his comments from their earliest meeting. She's wondered from the beginning if it was a serious enough comment, and if it was did he still plan to try?

She laughs, softly. Watching him match her is amusing. Unlike him she doesn't have to think about it, it's what is comfortable to her. "I guess that's what you get for making faces like that then."

FERNANDO SILPH

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"It's only a scandal if you make it into one. No need to cause a scene."

She pokes back but only slightly, maintaining eye contact when he continues to speak. She has no intention of pushing to leaver her position. She's quite content here and is still on unsteady grounds about the league as a whole. Fernando at least interests her, if nothing else.

Her eyes are on his when he says her name. She smiles, almost as if it's what she wanted to hear. "I'd watch what you say there Fernando, I'm a hard woman to keep." a truth double fold. A woman like her does not take well to such notions, or shouldn't. Isra does not fit the mold correctly, she doesn't outright deny him his claim nor will she out right accept it. There is a type of fire that nothing can keep calm, can keep contained, the only option is to accept it and its wild abundance or to smother it. Isra is such a fire, nothing short of smothering will make keeping her easy for him.

"Appearance most often speaks first, actions take a second look and when appearances fail to draw them in then it fails to make them look twice." she follows the notion strongly herself, her appearances is well cultivated to create something people will look at more than once, just long enough to see what else there is.

FERNANDO SILPH

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"You know you're kind of an ass sometimes."

She gives the comment a moment to settle.

"Last I checked this was supposed to be fun. Now I wish I'd dragged you out to the falls instead after all, at least that way I could have pushed you into the water fall or something." the shell cracks completely, between her being bored of it and the liquor she most definitely downed too quick she's no urge to hold her tongue now.

"Instead now I'm tempted to order a bottle for myself because I'm probably going to need it."

The look she gives him doesn't quite match her comment, the same neutral porcelain face she always returns to having resurfaced in the midst of her comments. Her arms cross over her chest. Buying her own bottle really does sound tempting tonight.

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