[She looks at the drink briefly and then back to Marduk. She could just go get her own and continue avoiding this nonsense. After all, sitting around having a heart to heart with a man she's been ripping apart for the better half of a month was not in the day plan today.
Seviilia doesn't reach for the glass right away, staring at him with obvious mistrust. When she finally does reach to take the glass, (if even if she gets her hand on it), she won't try to pull it out of his hand. He can release it of his own accord -- its not like she is exactly desperate.]
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Seviilia doesn't reach for the glass right away, staring at him with obvious mistrust. When she finally does reach to take the glass, (if even if she gets her hand on it), she won't try to pull it out of his hand. He can release it of his own accord -- its not like she is exactly desperate.]
...what is it, exactly, that you wish to know?