Raising one of her delicately arched eyebrows at the wolf-man, she gave him a hook of a smile. The bartender had made excellent time on her wine, she slid her dark eyes to the glass before looking at the chained stranger again. "No, I have not... Surprised?" she asked while reaching for the glass of blush wine. Assuming the attitude of someone who drank wine rather often, she swirled the glass under her nose and breathed in the light, almost floral scent of Lady Glove. Taking a sip, she closed her eyes in a short revelation of bliss before opening them once again to the wolf-man.<br/><br/>"I do not laugh at the pain of others. It's a waste energy."