Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20150806184438/@comment-26130256-20151001055352

"Take your time!" Trigo called after her, taking another swig of rum. It was probably for the best. If the girl's first taste of alcohol was of something top shelf like this rum, it might color her expectations, and every thing she drank from then on would be a letdown.

"Well, she didn't look like she was running away, so that's a good sign," Azulius noted solemnly as he returned to the bench, then grabbed Trigo's flask to take a drink of his own.

"No, she seems rather okay with the idea now.  It will do you some good to have somebody who understands nearby."

"You told her about Grandma Rosa, then?"

"I felt she needed to know in order to understand why you almost murdered a man in front of her," Trigo raised an eyebrow.

"If Shani knew that guy's full story, she'd understand.  Nobody's going to be shedding tears over that guy, for sure.  Why did you let him go?"

"Because it had to be done.  And trust me, however you intended to punish him for his sins, Sable Blackbriar has a much worse punishment in store." The enforcer looked lovingly at his nephew. "She'll be a fine friend, if you let her trust you again.  True friends are like winning streaks at the card table.  They'll all leave eventually, so do everything you can to enjoy them while they last."