Tamara blushes so strongly at the waiter's words that one might think the fire went from the alcohol to her cheeks and ears. Her ears quickly splays down, and she glances at Sar, then she looks down at the table, not knowing what to say or do. She does understand that he'll keep this for himself for now, something she's thankful to him, but if he knows, then maybe someone else knows too. Perhaps theyw ere overheard, perhaps someone saw them through the door, or perhaps someone felt the booth shaking, or who knows what... She puts her spoon on the table and turns to her mate once the waiter leaves. She looks quite panicked again.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- He knows... What if someone else knows? What if they tell about it to Anna and Arin? We're screwed! Oh, Goddess...</span><br/><br/>She looks on the verge of tears again.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Our parents will be angry... We betrayed our promise... They'll separate us... I don't want to leave you...</span>