She stood before him with her arms crossed, evaluating him with an up-and-down look. "Are you sober?" Her eyebrows rose and pressed together, and her eyes widened slightly as she spoke. He did not blame her for her skepticism; he himself was surprised. He offered her only a shrug in reply and swirled his champagne in his glass. ShinonxTitania, mourning Greil

Gatrie had some bad habits. A certain sniper, being one of them.