"Hello, Dyarhk. How fine it is to see you so late in the day." Husky, seductive; two words that best described the voice of the woman. They came slow, spoken so elegantly behind the male who sat so unknowingly to her presence from behind. Uncovered pale arms weakly wrapped themselves about his neck before he could even take the smallest of chances to turn about and greet her. Buxom bosom pressed ever so lightly against the back of Dyarhks head while she leaned gently into him. "Now, tell me.. Why are you sitting alone? It's such a saddening sight to see"

Caught by surprise, he picked a direction, left or right, to try and get a look at Lilith. He listened to her soft voice and softened himself into a comfortable state, as if he were receiving a massage. He filled his large lungs and rose a hand to delicately pat her pale and fragile arms. "It is good to see you, too, Lilith. And do not pity me. I may have planned this whole thing." extending to her the only other empty wine glass with a man's sterling, thoroughly excellent smile.

"Planned? Far from it." A simple white dress. It's all she needed. The fabric of it shfiting ever so slightly while she inched slightly lower. Her chin met well with those broad shoulders that only a true man could hold. "A witch of Liltu should never be seen coming." Spoken in only the softest of whispers. Those words, along with the light tickle of her breath, moved to greet Dyarhks ear before she inched even closer. Painted lips found that 5 o'clock shadow covered cheek of his and lingered for only a few moments. The White Witch would then lean away while thin, long digits moved to scoop the glass between two fingers and rest it against an open palm. "I've been away for far too long.. Though Rhy'Din still smells something fierce." Light chuckle passing those lips, lips that became covered by the back of her left hand. Light click began to sound out from each step she took. Taking her time, Lilith would soon move about the sitting male and slowly lower herself down onto one of those empty chairs. "Techichi gives her greetings. Other words as well, though I do not wish to speak them."

He extended his hand marked on both sides where a rapier had passed solidly through it. An unpleasant sight, only if you disliked scars. He felt the woman's own cheek while she graced his and left it some moments after she'd begun to move. His lentil green eyes following her and curious. "You've been away too long? Old friends and new friends alike to see? Or did you miss the smell?" reaching out to grab that wine bottle instinctively and hold it out to fill the white witch's glass.

Elbow delicately placed to the table and a wrist that gave a loose bend, one that she'd rest a pale chin against. Ghostly gray held eyes peered to Dyarhk; the vision of those clouds of remnant arcane energy swirled about within her gaze. "I used to walk these streets. Fragile, a skeleton that only remained human thanks to a thin layer of skin.. To say that I do not miss this city, that I do not miss Rhy'din.. Such a thing would be a lie." Light clank of glass meeting wood. Her wineglass held hand slipped away, only to press at the foot of the glass. A light push would then be applied and she'd direct it over to the man sitting her opposite. "But those inside it? No. I do not miss them.. They are, how can I easily put this.. Boring." Not so pleased look came over her features, but did not damage her beauty in even the slightest. If anything, the way her lips began to pout, it only enhanced it.

He comfortably closed his eyes and smiled himself. "You sound reassuring enough. It is comforting. But, because I find fear to be such an important trait, I will choose to fear you. If not for what you are capable of, then for your beauty. That I know should be feared. It is too powerful." He finished his wine glass and sat it back down and traced his finger over its bottom.

"Your words are far too kind.. but very true." Agreeing with them. Nodding her head while she spoke those words. The nod itself caused more white strands of silk hair to fall from her shoulders. Glass brought close for her nose to take a small sniff. She'd then bring it to her lips for yet another drink. "So, tell me.. What is on your agenda? The day is almost through." Wineglass found the table then and her hand pulled away. She'd instead rest it within her lap, against that risen and crossed leg of hers. "So I hope it ends well for you."

"It is time to return home, now that you mention it. And with good reason, as well. I do not think I can resist the effortless subtleties of the seductress before me for much longer," smiling. "But I think it will end well still. I am happiest in the wintertime, despite my swarthy complexion." he winked. "None to mention, a place to go home to that is also a home for your heart; there is nothing better than that. That is real safety. That is comfort." He stood and held out for her hand.

"A family." Her dress shifting. Right moved free from it's place upon it's twin and a light click would be heard as heel met floor. The White Witch would then move to rise from the chair and stand before Dyarhk. Hands slid themselves down her own curvy form to elegantly force that form fitting dress of hers back into proper place. "The smiling faces of your children. It's such a happy sight to return to. Do you agree, Dyarhk?" Lilith herself would be smiling as she spoke those words. "It's a sight I miss when I peer into the old rooms of Nima and Seirichi.. It's a sight I hope to see again, very soon."

He stared into her eyes and then a shocked look came upon his face very suddenly.

"Hahah!" Going over her shoulder suddenly with ecstatic joy. He hugged onto her tightly and kept his eyes open and seemingly gazing at whatever it was he had thought of, or realized. When he returned to look at the woman, he locked eyes with her happily. "I don't believe it. If you're saying... what I think you're saying-then..!" He grabbed onto both her cheeks and gave her a loud, humming kiss right on the lips. ::

A genuine look of surprise took form on her features. That sudden hug, the way his body pressed against her own. It was rough, unfitting for a woman like herself; but it showed so much more. It showed the mans emotions in that moment his arms wrapped tightly about her -- emotions that Lilith herself shared. Her expression turned to more of a soft gaze as he held her.. and it wouldn't take long for her own weak arms to gently move about his muscled body to offer that hug in return. As he broke away, if only slightly, her hands instead found those broad shoulders when his own pressed to her cheeks ".. Even Techichi was moved to tears." Would be the words that left her lips the moment the kiss had been broken. Soft, quiet; Only for him to hear. "But do not tell her I said this.."