[ Rafa doesn't need a lot of space. If the pistol had worried him at all, it does not show when he slides comfortably next to Cassidy, leaving very little space between them. It's close enough that he can feel Cass' warmth radiating from him. This is a bar filled with people, and filled with beating hearts, which cause a low, steady desire to build in Rafa's mind. He ignores it, and focuses on the man before him. Cass' eyes hold a spark which distracts him all too readily, and he finds himself smiling without knowing it. ]
I came to drink, did I not?
[ No, he came to see those eyes in person. But he tears his gaze from them for long enough to catch the eyes of the barkeep. ]
I will have what he has. I trust you have good taste, Captain.
[ His fingertips slide idly over Cassidy's hand while he speaks. This bar may well be full, but any who looks at them will see this blue-eyed pirate is taken for the night. For once, Rafa does not feel like sharing. ]
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I came to drink, did I not?
[ No, he came to see those eyes in person. But he tears his gaze from them for long enough to catch the eyes of the barkeep. ]
I will have what he has. I trust you have good taste, Captain.
[ His fingertips slide idly over Cassidy's hand while he speaks. This bar may well be full, but any who looks at them will see this blue-eyed pirate is taken for the night. For once, Rafa does not feel like sharing. ]