Etien had been watching as Vulpe and Enzo left the room, and jumped awake, startled, when Sequoia spoke to him."Brigitte is...well, Enzo would say something sad like 'the love of my life'. He always has been a romantic fool."
Etien went to lean back, but the other Sirian, 'Hikari' her name was, had dropped her glass. As she started apologising, picking up the pieces, he stopped her, telling her to sit down, and not to bother.
"Dashiell!"he called out into the bar, and a moment later a large man, his face hidden by a hood, entered the lounge."Find someone to clean this up, will you?Etien said, and the man named Dashiell nodded, heading out to find someone to clean the mess.
"Its no problem, mademoiselle. Accidents happen. Besides, you are a guest here. Even if you broke an airlock and a handful of my men were sucked out into the void, I would still not blame you. Well, not the first time at least.....But nevermind that. Are you enjoying your wine? Premium 600 AGS, from my private stock.