Fendros carefully took the bottle from Ahnasha's hands and removed its cork. "Not t'night," Fendros held his new bottle out in front of him, before raising the bottle to his lips. This wine was worse than the last one, but he was at the point where details didn't matter at all. To be playful, Fendros lightly brushed the tips of his fingers over Ahnasha's navel, genuinely curious whether Khajiit women, or at least Ahnasha, were ticklish. [i]Don't think I've given up yet, catty.[/i]

"Meesei, do you want to join in?" Fendros asked, smiling with droopy eyes and a slight sway. There was an uproar of laughter from Janius and Lorag. Again, the details didn't matter to Fendros anymore.