Hannibal chuckled. Serving the tongues of everybody who tries interrupting us, he thought, fierce and amused and nowhere near drunk enough to say it aloud.
He toasted with the brandy, which was nearly empty again, imagine that. "We'll be whatever we need to be."
Re: Aftermath
He toasted with the brandy, which was nearly empty again, imagine that. "We'll be whatever we need to be."