Sorsha took the glass with a warm smile from full lips, meeting Caleb's eyes cheerfuly, the shadow of memory gone from them already.  She raised her glass in toast, then lifted it to her lower lip and savoured the wine for a long moment.<br/><br/>Her head tilted back, and her throat moved as she swallowed.  Smiling even more brightly, she turend to her companions.  <orange>Good copany is a blessing, the warmth of a hearthfire to a soul who knowes no home save the road.  Thank you for your comapny, Alavae, Caleb, may warm fires ever greet you in the cold of night and the eyes of damsels fair."</orange>  She lifted her glass in a second toast as she spoke, and sipped again, then sat back in her chair and rested the wine on the table.