[She's goading him, that's what she's doing, and he knows that better than most.
Still, he'll rise to the bait, slightly.
A brow rose just a bit at her suggestion and the corner of his mouth threatened to smirk.]
And I thought you didn't want to poison me.
[Richard could be called a lot of things, but a beer drinker was not one of them, and especially not a cheap beer like that. He was hard liquor and fine wines, a product of before his times and branching into it. A product of his father, his upbringing, and of being used to drinking alone.]
no subject
Still, he'll rise to the bait, slightly.
A brow rose just a bit at her suggestion and the corner of his mouth threatened to smirk.]
And I thought you didn't want to poison me.
[Richard could be called a lot of things, but a beer drinker was not one of them, and especially not a cheap beer like that. He was hard liquor and fine wines, a product of before his times and branching into it. A product of his father, his upbringing, and of being used to drinking alone.]