Amjin Morvane

You want me to accept your drink?] You ask, a hint of surprise in your voice.

You noticed how nervous you were, as if you'd never done this before. You took the glass, and nodded in acknowledgment, but didn't say anything. You were unsure of how to react to her approach. It was no secret that you two had a complicated relationship. She was your superior in rank, and while you both worked well together, there was always a tension in the air. It wasn't hatred, it was something else entirely. But it wasn't a secret either that she had always been somewhat harsh towards you.

You hold out your own glass, and look her in the eyes. "Then why are you playing?