‘ thank you for the hearts. they were delicious. ‘ lilith wasn’t used to receiving gifts without attachments. she offered him a bottle, one of dark glass and the size of a hearty wine bottle, though sealed with dark red wax. the bow tied around the neck obscured the label a little — but when he moved it out of the way, he’d see it was whisky from 1802; from a ship long thought lost.
‘ seemed fitting. i hope you like it. ‘
it was a rarity that ky ever gave anyone a gift. though, there was exceptions; giving a gift to lilith just happened to catch two-birds with one stone. he got to have fun and he got to give someone a present. true, it wasn’t the best of ways to try to be nice to someone, but it was better than some of his other idea’s.
he took the bottle, glanced at the label, and a full grin spread across his face. true, he usually drank the shit whiskey he could find, but this? oh, he couldn’t just drink it down in one gulp. no, this would be for a very special occasion. ‘oh, i do – more than you know.’ he glanced back to her. ‘i hoped they would work for you. finding people with true heart is rare, but not impossible… if you know where to look.’
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