[ she watches victor patiently as he tries to sort himself out, eyebrows raised as though in challenge. it's come up before and she will always defend how much alike victor and rhys are. not always a bad thing, but in terms of not going out headfirst into danger, they've both been working on giving her a bad heart.

his sigh prompts a rueful smile from her and she doesn't prod him anymore.

her expression, however, is troubled as they turn their attention on her ]

No, no, it's- [ another small cough and she swallows to try and get the tickle out of her throat ] -it's fine. It would be a shame to waste it. I'll finish this first.

[ she looks a little embarrassed, which just leads to her becoming stubborn. that should be familiar enough for victor. ]

It's hard to say, though- there are so many different experiences a person can have when it comes to players. Unfortunately, it seems most of them are bad experiences...

[ maybe she and victor so far had just been lucky? both of them have reason to be angry, she supposes, but neither have decided to be angry about it, finding better purpose in leading their own lives.

she watches victor a moment and sips her whiskey this time instead of just taking a drink of it. still no good but she's got her pride. and a barely suppressed coughing fit. ]