H-546: Cap Isle, Victory Hotel, Private Room
Whatever that shift was about, Lia can’t detect any additional info about what might be going on behind Raina’s eyes.
She doesn’t respond to the ‘best side’ comment – merely takes it in.
“I thought we could start with a Cycle together. If that works out make the time longer.”
Lia blinks.
Stares at Raina for a moment before reaching for the whiskey bottle and pouring herself another measure. She transfers her gaze to the glass as she gently swirls the amber liquid before taking a slow sip.
There is a tight level of control to every movement.
“A cycle.”
A beat.
“You do know I work by the job. Even multiple tasks if necessary.”
Her voice is a flat neutral.