[Her ears airplane a little at the offer, revealing her moment of thoughtful consideration, before Cantarella takes the glass.
Like a good aficionado and fantasy-Italian, she enjoys the bouquet of the wine before trying it. The inelegance of sharing a wine glass, as well as the potential dangers, don't seem to faze her.]
Then I must have missed the memo... I was always rather little. [Don't say a word.] But I do still remember a winged horse from my youth.
[Those ears are honest little things, aren't they. Lucky Char. Cantarella is far easier to read when her poise is betrayed by two horse ears... or rather, pegasus ears.
His smile edges wider, despite himself.]
Naturally not. [sweats] But I won't deny that strength and magnificence suit you.
[Maybe it isn't only human souls weighed down by Earth's gravity. Noted: launch the horses into orbit too.]
Did you ride it?
honks it for you...i know where char would rather be spending his night
[Just wait until she starts pawing the bottom of this super lightweight boat, buddy...then you might be sorry about teasing her for those ears.
But at the rather sacrilegious notion, Cantarella chuckles.] You'd be on a Pilgrim's Sail before you could even think about apologizing, had you said that in Ragunna City.
[Then again, they haven't seen Imperator in Their true winged form in a very long time.]
i saw that name typo
Like a good aficionado and fantasy-Italian, she enjoys the bouquet of the wine before trying it. The inelegance of sharing a wine glass, as well as the potential dangers, don't seem to faze her.]
Then I must have missed the memo... I was always rather little. [Don't say a word.] But I do still remember a winged horse from my youth.
honks my clown nose
His smile edges wider, despite himself.]
Naturally not. [sweats] But I won't deny that strength and magnificence suit you.
[Maybe it isn't only human souls weighed down by Earth's gravity. Noted: launch the horses into orbit too.]
Did you ride it?
honks it for you...i know where char would rather be spending his night
But at the rather sacrilegious notion, Cantarella chuckles.] You'd be on a Pilgrim's Sail before you could even think about apologizing, had you said that in Ragunna City.
[Then again, they haven't seen Imperator in Their true winged form in a very long time.]
No, it was Divine.