Laughing wholeheartedly, the Knight shook her head. Aamoran was the more disciplined and composed of the two, while Hidatsa often acted on a whim, unpredictable as an ion storm. Still, they were quite a dynamic tandem; one was the cool rationalist, while the other empathized. It was peculiar to talk to Inyos without Mandan's wit to entertain the general public - Tionne could not help but to wonder whatever happened to the blond boy.

''That's true. You were always the polite one.'' she stated, snatching the bottle from him, then gathered the courage to ask - ''Where's Mandan?''
The question lingered in the air between them for a while, like bitter residue in a wine decanter.
''He didn't make it, did he?'' the redhead voiced somberly before rimming the neck of the bottle with her lips.
''Another reason to drink.'' she added, pouring golden liquid down her throat.