It takes all of Ambre's will to decline and push the can back towards Jefferson. She draws her eyes from the can back to the officer, her lashes appearing heavy as she lifts her eyes back up.
"I'm glad you're ignoring my questions, too." she tries to dodge the topic.
"Why don't you stop the lesson about coffee and get to the point, I don't want to stay here longer than I have to. That's not that difficult, is it, Sirian?"
