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The thrill of the moment swept Ala away entirely. The whole way from the market to Kat's tent the smile on her face would easily have competed with that of a Nexu. But upon entering the tent, it all became much more private and she felt her own self-conciousness take hold.
"You keep a lovely home," she said, clearly annoyed at her attempt at small talk.
She noted the half empty bottle of wine, and her eyebrow quirked. Did Kat have a drinking problem? It was probably not the time to dig deeper, but the caring aspect of her nature was indeed alerted to the possibility. More information would need to be gathered.
"Drinking alone, were you?"