( she gives a thoughtful hum of acknowledgement before picking up the jug, just to express that she'd heard him. there is the age old saying that curiosity killed the cat, and while clarke griffin would do a lot of really unsavory things to get close to anything magic... that no feels necessary. but it still peaks her interest, and she spends a long moment squinting at the dark liquid contents of the bottle, and sniffing it before taking an eventual sip.
just a baby sip, just to test. and oh, does that go down easy. fruited and a little tangy, but as smooth as water — in sharp contrast to the burn of the moonshine, this almost soothes the points in her throat she'd scalded. a weird sort of pleasant surprise washes over her face; nothing detrimental happens, and if all wine was like this, she might like wine. there is the temptation to take another swig, but clarke acknowledges she's got a whole bar to choose from and natsuno only has this. so she directly hands it back. )
Not bad.
( ... )
It's weird, right? Going from somewhere that was piloted entirely by magic, to here? Which seems like it runs off technology that just feels like magic?
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just a baby sip, just to test. and oh, does that go down easy. fruited and a little tangy, but as smooth as water — in sharp contrast to the burn of the moonshine, this almost soothes the points in her throat she'd scalded. a weird sort of pleasant surprise washes over her face; nothing detrimental happens, and if all wine was like this, she might like wine. there is the temptation to take another swig, but clarke acknowledges she's got a whole bar to choose from and natsuno only has this. so she directly hands it back. )
Not bad.
( ... )
It's weird, right? Going from somewhere that was piloted entirely by magic, to here? Which seems like it runs off technology that just feels like magic?