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Lora hadn't noticed Dazadi was sniffling with tissue in hand until they got to the table, and even then it wasn't very noticeable. She wondered if she was sick. And when asked the question if she knew anyone here, she seemed very detached in a nonchalant sort of way. Lora took that to mean yes, she probably did know people here and didn't think anything of it. Because that's how most people acted when they were in their usual environment, wasn't it? They didn't act like they'd never seen half of the races in Elysia and were amazed daily at the random things they witnessed. Lora suspected that she still walked around the EU with a slightly wide-eyed look, even if she tried not to. It would probably take a bit longer for her to glaze over and feel like a local, and even then it wouldn't be until she met someone new to Elysia that she'd feel like she'd lived there for ages. At any rate, the fact that Dazadi didn't come across as impressed by the Xanth Day celebrations wasn't lost on Lora.
She looked for a champagne bottle but the table was full of various bottles of liquids...it was hard to differentiate between them when there were so many hands picking them up and setting them down along the table. As she babbled about the champagne she heard Dazadi mention rum, and chuckled aloud.
"How could I have forgotten? Pirates love rum." And then Dazadi must've found the bubbly because she picked it up and checked the label and then held the bottle out for Lora to take, which she did. Lora looked around for a flute or glass of some kind but realized that there weren't any near her. And then as if reading her mind, Dazadi pushed a glass towards Lora on the table.
"Thank you kindly. I probably wouldn't have found it for a while." She said to Dazadi while pouring herself a minimal amount of champagne. The bottle was amazingly cold despite the warmth of the weather and Lora wondered what sort of magic must've been worked to affect the glass so. She looked at the rest of the white wine bottles and saw that they too had the dewy look of a cold bottle in a warm room, little beads of condensation were sparkling on them.
Lora returned the bottle to the table gently and lifted the flute to her lips to take a sip of the beverage and felt the familiar effervescence of the liquid dance across her tongue. It was very lovely champagne according to her taste buds.
"My son might be here," Lora heard the Skodati say,
"with his gir... fiance."
Lora nearly choked on her champagne.
Son? Fiance? The woman didn't look a day past her late 20's from what Lora could tell. She managed to swallow the small mouthful of drink she had and tried not to let her mouth drop open. She tilted her head slightly towards her new acquaintance and lifted an eyebrow. Dazadi then inquired about Lora's family.
"Son, you say? That shows you how little I've known Anyeli people...I wouldn't think you look like you have any children at all, to be honest. I take it that it's true - your race ages much like mine, and I know Dragons' looks can be deceiving when it comes to age. I have no family that I know except for my mother, who lives in France. She moved there before I was born. I tried to convince her to come with me back to Elysia, but she'd have none of it sadly. She's happy where she is." Lora missed her mother, but it was time for her to leave. Hopefully she'd find a way to get her mother to visit her one way or another.
It seemed that it was Lora's turn to ask a question, and she didn't know quite what to say next. Dazadi did remind her of the crazy woman she'd had a run in with shortly after arriving here, but she was definitely not the same woman, but Lora had realized that straight away. Their hair was different. And Dazadi wasn't trying to kill her, so that was good. Although her eyes still had the same intensity, it wasn't a bad wild. Even though it'd been a while since that encounter, Lora couldn't help inspecting the face of other Skodati she saw, just in case.
"I'm sorry if I seem to be naive. I haven't been here long. You must be much more familiar with the goings on here than I am though?"