Cualli gazes out the window, resting her chin on one hand and holding her drink with the other. The view of the sea was nice, with the stars and lights reflected off the dark water. Though not exactly the most romantic place to have dinner at, the drinks were good and Cualli discovered that seafood really wasn't half bad, especially fresh like this.
She made small talk with Arkhip through the night, listening to him gradually open up with each drink. It was nice getting him to actually converse and it made her think back to the night she'd first had him over at her house. Her ears redden at the recollection of pulling him away into her room to pass the night together.
"Arkhip, what do you think of me?" She realizes that the question is probably sudden. "Like... really think of me." Her eyes are on him now, focused on his face.