Is it? If you had received good news, would you be here, by yourself in this mood?

[She asked. He didn't appear a man celebrating a victory, he appeared someone musing how to avoid a defeat. She folds her hands on her lap and gave him a serene glance.]

The offer was made. The bottles don't have ears, Aion. Look around you. Who else is sitting with you?

[She didn't have to remind him who had lived with him for months in this unpredictable City. Who else did he have right now?]