Rabastan gave her a wry smile as she drank. He wasn't absolutely sure what sort of effect it would have on her, he only knew from his own experiences, but it certainly made one feel incredibly pleasant.
"It is. I like warm rain. Cold rain makes me feel...I don't know...desolate. Gray. Lonely..."
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Date: 2013-10-03 01:24 am (UTC)"It is. I like warm rain. Cold rain makes me feel...I don't know...desolate. Gray. Lonely..."