Nina smiled and bumped her shoulder against Sweeney's. In some ways, she knew Zoya was right: being memorable, as a spy, was not necessarily a good trait. But her cover was always so good, her manner so open, that no one ever suspected her as anything more than a tourist or someone from another part of the country.
"You're sweet," she said to Sweeney, and she meant it, whether the leprechaun would appreciate the sentiment or not. "And you're right, I'm not a soldier here. And I have it on good authority that Zoya Nazyalensky likes to take long baths with lavender bubbles whenever she gets the chance."
Nina refilled the glass and lifted it. "To impossible babies being born in impossible places."
She took barely a taste and then promptly passed it to Sweeney. She gave him a fond look. "And to impossibly tall friends that are willing to risk life and liver."
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Date: 2018-12-06 05:42 pm (UTC)"You're sweet," she said to Sweeney, and she meant it, whether the leprechaun would appreciate the sentiment or not. "And you're right, I'm not a soldier here. And I have it on good authority that Zoya Nazyalensky likes to take long baths with lavender bubbles whenever she gets the chance."
Nina refilled the glass and lifted it. "To impossible babies being born in impossible places."
She took barely a taste and then promptly passed it to Sweeney. She gave him a fond look. "And to impossibly tall friends that are willing to risk life and liver."