[Faith could not have brought a better peace offering if she tried.
Still, Vanessa almost eyes the glass suspiciously for a moment before she decides she doesn't care enough about what might be in it to worry any more than she already has. She leans over, lifting the glass with stiff fingers, and raises it slightly in toast. A moment later and she's taking a healthy sip, lips lingering on the rim of the glass before she looks into it appreciatively.]
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Still, Vanessa almost eyes the glass suspiciously for a moment before she decides she doesn't care enough about what might be in it to worry any more than she already has. She leans over, lifting the glass with stiff fingers, and raises it slightly in toast. A moment later and she's taking a healthy sip, lips lingering on the rim of the glass before she looks into it appreciatively.]
Not bad. I'm surprised you're sharing.
[Especially with a stranger.]