Sabine pursed her lips. She resolved that the pastry would continue to be a decoration.

The sudden blush that flew up Sabine's cheeks was joined by a nervous laugh and a quick breath in through her nose. Just the one drink was already coursing through her lightweight figure and making things more humorous. "I really have not. I am dull, remember?" She took the wine and gestured to Colours. "You start, if you really want to talk about things like that."