"A handshake of that sort," she said, nodding to his offered hand, or where it had been before the drinks had appeared that was, "is usually used to signify an agreement at the end of a deal, among our people," she said simply. "Among the Blood, a greeting is hands atop hands, wrists exposed to fingernails, a sign of trust and good will." Especially when one of the people was a Black Widow, but no reason to discuss that little detail. Not just yet.

"We would share a drink," she said, eying the cups. Had they been chalices, she would have been sure he was playing games with them, as they were handled cups, his offer of companionship might well be genuine. Even if he was male.

"Yabarah?" Theoirn asked, knowing there was no way it would be. They had to have theirs imported by the grace of Witch from Kaleeer.