Damien smiled and nodded towards Alyth as she left to return to the kitchen, his gaze lingering on her until the moment she passed from sight, only then did he return to his drink and take another sip from the beverage before starting on his appetizer.<br/><br/>With the first succulent mouthful came a pause in breath as the taste; literally took the breath from him, his eyes flickered for a moment and he allowed the taste to spread; then he lifted up another forkful to the same reaction ..then another and another until the forks chinked against bare china and the plate lay empty.  He sighed but kept himself company with the memory of its taste and the ‘Irish’ as he settled into a more comfortable repose and awaiting the next course.