"What are they going to do? Poison me? That seems a little contract...contradictive? Totally against their plan if they meant for us to be here to help them," she shrugged after stumbling over one of the words that suddenly felt like it was wrong.

"But maybe I feel a bit warm," she eyed the drink but she didn't put it down. It seemed she was moving instead as she rose to her feet suddenly and made her way over to his table, plopping into the chair closest to him. "Want a taste and tell me what you think?"

If her eyes flickered to his mouth, well...it was his imagination?