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[sacaeblade]

@pheraefire asked: 

Sparkling Water: Fresh spring water that has been magically carbonated. Served with a squeeze of lime or a dash of one of the many fruit syrups available at the bartender’s disposal.

"lyndis," a call of her name and some swift foot work to squeeze past the other participants is enough to have her attention. "an odd situation, wouldn't you say? i suppose we should be thankful that we aren't in any immediate danger, though..." he took a moment to contemplate his new 12 inch stature before reminding himself of why he'd called to her. "oh, right-  i'm sure it's probably hard to relax as things are now, so i brought you some refreshments to ease your mind!" eliwood offered her the shining glass filled with a carbonated substance, a smile on his face. "i wasn't sure what kind of flavor you'd want, but i hope this one is to your liking."

The appearance of the redheaded lord is enough to ease the tension off Lyn’s face. The crease between her brows is replaced by a smile and she greets her old friend, “Eliwood!”

He picks his way through the crowd with grace and poise she could only dream of matching, all while carrying a drink in hand. Not a single drop spills, even as he sidesteps people. That’s what years of practice navigating banquets will do, she supposes.

“I’ll say! This is the first time I’ve seen people at eye level in weeks. I was beginning to fear that my only friends from now on would be mice.”

She accepts the proffered drink gratefully, drink passing from one hand to another, and takes a sip. It bubbles like champagne, but without the bite of alcohol, and the subtlest taste of fruit without being too sweet.

“Thank you, I hadn’t realized how thirsty I was.” Relief and cool water wetting her parched throat allows a heavy sigh to escape Lyn’s lips. “Ahhh... I just don’t know how you manage these things, Eliwood. I think I may just not be cut out for these kinds of things, after all. I haven’t even been here that long and I’m already ready to leave.”

Not that leaving seems to be possible, at the moment.

“How about you? Are you faring alright?”