"Drunk again, Holly?" Edea folded her arms and looked at her, somewhat disappointed but also somewhat impressed. "Hey. When's the first time you ever drank, anyway?"
The little blonde always aggravated the white mage, who is she to tell the great Holly Whyte what to do? Oh wait, she’s the Templar’s daughter-but still—couldn’t she at least minded her elder’s business? Holly felt like she was going to have a headache by sharing same mannerisms with that black mage.She did ask the woman an peculiar question though. Holly had to ponder for a moment for the first time alcohol ever tasted her lips.It was a time when she was very young, when her Commanding officer left his cup of ‘fruit punch’ out and young Holly was very thirsty. Einheria somehow knew what it was though- that didn’t stop the medic in training."Hmm…well if you must know, I’ve been drinking for a looooong time. Maybe not quite as often as I do now. " Crystals no, back when Holly would have to sneak around to get that precious drinks—"….but I been drinking younger than the age you are now. Mhnnnhmm."
