Taryn allowed Raschen to lead her to the plush chair next to the table. She held the gold goblet with both hands and sipped, looking into his slanted emerald eyes. The wine was sweet and surprisingly light. The Hyane had mastered making wine from the bitter twisted fruit found in the mountains. Taryn had tasted the Muscation wine before, but it was never light or sweet.<br/><br/>"This is good." she commented." You want a sip?"<br/><br/>For all his talk about being calm, he was inspecting the chamber.<br/><br/>"Raschen?" Taryn called. "The wine? You want some?" she unconsciously licked her lips and closed her eyes at the heavenly rich drink slid down her throat. With each sip, she relaxed more. Taryn unloosed the buttons on her jacket and unlaced her boots.<br/><br/>Draining the wine as if it were merely water, Taryn set the goblet on the table and worked the braid loose.<br/><br/>"I don't think I would want to use my gift here. Water is at the mercy of the vessel. If that chasm had no bottom, I might not be able to reconstitute myself until I reached the Acid Sea."<br/><br/>Still Raschen paced the room, stopping to bounce on the bed before resuming his exploration.<br/>"Raschen, are you going to drink this wine?"<br/><br/>When he didn't answer, Taryn picked up his goblet. "No sense in letting this go to waste"