Salt In The Air (For Zorzleth)

[Hitman45]

Clarisse continued to savour the colourful, cool and refreshing beverage, taking slow, gentle sips from the glass while hearing what this man had to say. And she chose to take a moment to think it through, letting an air of silence simmer between the two. Something that the Brit was used to atleast.

The proposal wasn't as surprising to her as being asked about by a complete stranger. Someone she wasn't much aware of until today. But again, this wasn't anything crazy. Nor was it anything sexual. And the red-haired man appeared pretty genuine.

"The idea does sound appealing..." Clarisse ran a thumb across the rim of the glass, catching a stray, condensed droplet about to trail out
"I accept. Name the time and place, and we have a deal..." The snow-haired woman affirmed with a gentle nod of her head, finally sipping away her drink completely.