How much of them was here for pleasure and how much simply for politics? She wondered that as she gazed at him and knew that for her at least it was more pleasure then politics. Perhaps that was unwise, as a journalist she had never mixed pleasure with business but as a sidhe it seemed there was no other way. The raising of her glass and the words that followed made her thoughtful, made a smile quirk on her lips. May they look in favor indeed. She raised the goblet to her lips when he did and let the wine wash over her tongue, savoring it in her mouth as it filled her senses. Her glass lowered reluctantly, for it truly was a good wine.<br/><br/>Still she set it aside, aware that there would be need to speak and think clearly before the night was through. "I am sure it will, you seem to have exquisite taste." she gestured to the wine glace, a slight smile on her lips. "Everything you have named sounds as if it is made to tempt one to savor it. And I could not imagine you simply tearing meat raw off the bone." she laughed then at the image it painted, at the slight smile on his lips, shaking her starlight golden head before her smile quirked ruefully. "Unless of course you wished to, though that you may do only to frighten those that know no better."<br/><br/>Dawn picked up the goblet again, sipping at it, her eyes thoughtful over the rim as she gazed at him. When it lowered again, her voice a soft twilight sound, she spoke. "I have always found that it is the more refined threat that scares the most. Any man can club someone over the head with a large enough object. You...I believe would be the type of man to wield your weapon of choice with a fine edge and a deft cut, needing little to achieve what you wish. But then perhaps that is just my foolish fancy."