Alesky resisted letting out a sigh of relief as Wexler grabbed his glass, he really had little desire to pour the liquid down his throat. His face cleared for a moment as he listened to Wexler continue on with his glass in hand.
' Wrote:
[color=#FF5555]"Haha, you are full of life when you stand next to Gaians but when it comes to whiskey you shy away like a scared girl."
[font=Arial Black]With that, Alla's gaze shifted briefly to the young woman across the bar with neck-length auburn hair, and quickly back to Wexler. His nose crinkled at the sight of watching the man before him lazily sip the brew, starting to talk himself to change the subject.
"Anyway... yeah, briefing is a good idea. I've only spoken to Lazarev and Stroganov in private, very briefly about the details, everyone else is still in the dark, and well, it's almost time isn't it?"
He was speaking uncharacteristically fast, as he kept his eyes trained on Wexler rather than the floor.
