Ah, so the pretty lady was pouting at him because she was feeling a bit under the weather. Well, at least she didn't have alcohol poisoning or something like that. Tristan's shoulders relaxed a little and he smiled a bit more genuinely, half-sitting on the edge of the chair.
"Well, I can't argue with you on the 'hot' point." Tristan smiled lightly and waved his hand out at the party.
"Did you need another glass of water? Or food, although I'm sure most of the stuff here would just make you feel sicker, huh?"
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