"I thought you might like some refreshments while you play," she replied, her voice soft and melodic, a hint of nervousness woven through her words. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, her movements graceful yet a little fidgety, betraying her uncertainty.
Ebilade raised an eyebrow, a flicker of suspicion crossing his face as he looked Silverline up and down. "What do you mean you brought refreshments for me to drink while playing?" His tone was casual, but his gaze was sharp, pinning her in place.
Silverline shifted on her feet, her fingers tightening slightly around the glasses in her hands. Her eyes darted away from his for a brief moment before she glanced back, a nervous smile tugging at her lips. "Um… boys usually play games when they're not busy," she stammered, trying to keep her tone light, though a faint tremor betrayed her. "So, I thought you'd be doing the same."