"Yes," Elaros said, smiling at her again.
"It's your damn," he added.
He took another sip, and started to unbutton his coat.
"Now that I'm warm, I think I'll take off a layer too," Elaros said, and shrugged off his buttoned coat. He was wearing a rather exquisite black velvet vest underneath, accented and trimmed with gold, to go along with the gold of his scales. It was also sleeveless, so that Faris could see that he was like one of those hot-bodied desert gods.