you may be a natural | bonfire, wt

[ophelia.]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 65%; line-height:120%; text-align: justify;font-family: verdana;"]As Morgan arrived, Ophelia offered him a soft smile, the flames flickering at her side a constant but not uncomfortable warmth. "There's no need to thank me. Nothing is too much trouble, in my opinion. It was actually quite a nice day to be doing this. You're not late at all. The festivities have only just begun, and you're certainly welcome to indulge in them." she said, eyes crinkling up a bit at the edges. The softness of her surroundings and the nice day was enough to put her in very good humor, it seemed.

"As for the changes, I find them to be pleasant. I wasn't here for very long before everything started happening, but I can't imagine that anything you're doing is a downgrade. I think they're a pretty major upgrade, considering the state our surroundings were in before we began renovating them. Again, I was an outsider coming into this, though." she said, giving a small shrug of her shoulders.

Her eyes flicked toward Venus then, happy to see them up and about. At the mention of drinks, her gaze sharpened just a bit. "I do hope you mean something non-alcoholic. You're far too young for anything else." If she were in a more foul mood, she might tsk at the younger feline, but, for now, they escaped that, only getting a disappointed look. "If your injuries are affecting you enough to think about drinking, you can fetch something from the medics. I can even go get it for you, if you wish. I'm sure they'll be willing to provide relief."

Vigenere spoke then, momentarily distracting her again. The stern look was replaced with a polite smile of greeting. "I'm sure there are some somewhere. Leroy..?" She glanced over to the canine, hoping he had the real answer.