~ SASHA ~
She managed to navigate the next few minutes without doing or saying the wrong thing. Kyelle relaxed as Sasha seemed to find the balance between being politely civil to Lhars, but not encouraging his attention.
And the truth was, for as long as she could forget exactly where she was, and what was happening around her, she was able to relax a little bit herself. Lhars was surprisingly warm and even funny at times, when there was no reason to be aggressive. And the other males at the table seemed almost to defer to him, which made it easier for Sasha not to do or say the wrong thing.
Yhet kept giving tiny growls in his throat. But Kyelle looked at him sharply, and he stopped. Then Sasha took a tentative bite of something on her plate that looked almost like green jelly and it burst on her tongue in such a cascade of sweet, citrus juiciness, she gasped.
"What is this?" she asked Kyelle excitedly. "It's delicious."
