Look to the Sky

[Sparda]

A few seconds passed before Sparda's expression of contentment at having the time to enjoy a decent drink gave way to a frown of confusion. Perplexed by the odd sensation he could feel spreading through his body, the sudden wave of prickly heat, he raised his tumbler and grimaced at it as if there was something in it that he didn't like.

"Do you know what was in that vial, Amoura?" he muttered. "I feel a little... strange."

[Silver Eyes]

"That...rat bastard." How could she have been so gullible? Michael clearly had every intention of making sure she got drunk once in her life and then some. Amoura stumbled around, felt heat flush along her cheeks and leaned against the wall behind her. That's what she got for being too up in the clouds from the past few days, she supposed. At least nothing serious was going to happen.

Right?