Ilia's mouth almost dropped open when Luna took her glass and distributed the contents around.<span style="font-style: italic">How. Rude. </span>She was an Aes Sedai, damn it! And strong enough in the Power to surpass Luna! The only reason Ilia deflected to the woman was because of her age and experience, and well. ..Ilia did lack confidence in her ability and judgement. Still! Luna didn't have to distribute her glass out to everyone else. Light, but this dinner was a bad idea. Shadow certainly wasn't helping. Not that Ilia seemed to notice. She was having her own problems, like being treated like a child. Really! Putting more food onto her plate?? Ilia was a grown adult! And could eat as much, or as little as she wanted!<br/><br/>As the conversation turned it's attention to Moe, or rather as Luna decided to pour praises on her newly minted Warder, and evident lover, Ilia shoveled a few bites into her mouth and drank what was in her glass. Sure, she knew the basics of dining etiquette, but did she have to follow them in such a relaxed environment? It was only when Luna addressed Shadow did her ears perk up and Ilia began to listen<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"You on the other hand... you are sneaky, cunning, proud, closed off, secretive, untrusting, paranoid... clever, devious... and guarded,"</span>Closed off? Secretive? Ilia disagreed and shook her head slightly. They just didn't know how to read Shadow like she did. Sure, it was a bit difficult at times, but nothing she couldn't eventually figure out. He had a right to be paranoid..and guarded! Untrusting? He wasn't with her, or at least<span style="font-style: italic">she</span>didn't think he was.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Sweet, Stupid, a Survivor, Incredibly brave and IF I were to die, I know you would see to it that Ilia Sedai would make it back alive,"</span>He could be a complete woolhead and times, but he wasn't stupid. He could be sweet too. Ilia hid a blush, remembering there time in the gardens only a few days prior.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Now...Do you want me to tell her or should I?"</span><br/><br/>Ilia's brow furrowed and the corners of her lips turned down gently. What was Luna Sedai talking about? She cocked her head slightly at Shadow, conveying her confusion. Obviously it had to do with his appearance, but how would she know? Ilia could feel the tension building and was surprised when Moe lifted the<span style="font-style: italic">entire</span>table going for the wine. Ilia embraced the source, though in this situation it gave her little comfort, and used the power to draw the wine from the bottle into Moe's cup, and then her own, filling it purposefully.<br/><br/>She drank the contents as Shadow explained what Luna was talking about. So, he had squandered the money on armor and weapons...and an ornery horse named<span style="font-style: italic">Killer-Rain</span>. Well, she certainly would have chosen a different name, but from the looks of him, it was fitting, and at least he hadn't wasted it on booze and women. Ilia saw his tears and frowned. Did he really think she would take his horse away? Or be so angry to warrant his crying?? Perhaps it was the wine she had consumed 3 glasses of on a near empty stomach, or perhaps it was the incompetence she felt next to Luna Sedai, but Ilia wasn't as angry as she might have been. Setting down her empty glass with a soft thud glasses made on tableclothed wood, Ilia tsked. "We will rectify the situation tomorrow." Was all she said, albeit it was dangerously low, Ilia said no more.<br/><br/>Ilia took another few bites off her plate before folding her hands in her lap and looking to Luna. "How is it you know what Shadow did? " She felt it was a fair question. "Ensuring we have no secrets between the four of us is important, but trust is equally as important." Ilia felt a small bubble of anger in her chest and did her absolute best to keep it down. It wouldn't do to lose her calm now. "Are you having either of us followed? Watched? Without trust, this will not work." She emphasised her words by placing her elbows on the table and leaning on interlaced figured. "Without trust, paranoia ensues, and paranoia create secrets where there are none." She eyed both Luna and Moe hoping, no praying, to the creator that she was pulling off some sort of semblance of Aes Sedai calm...and that she didn't look like a complete fool.<br/><br/>Ilia leaned back in her chair, channeled a bit more wine into her cup, a more acceptable amount this time however, and gave it a dainty sip, emulating Luna Sedai's earlier drink. "Now. What is your schedule, Luna Sedai? Do you have any idea when we plan on leaving?"