Bab 771: This particular night

When Samael entered the room, he caught Lilou marching towards the stand where the decanter of wine and glass were at. She stopped midway, glancing in his direction, and then continued. 

"Hey," he called, approaching Lilou. "Is everything alright?"

"Is everything alright?" Lilou let out a dry laugh, pouring herself a glass of wine. She unhesitatingly chugged down the beverage, hissing at the heat lining her throat. 

"Are you asking because you don't know?" she turned to Samael, showing miff in her eyes. "No, Sam. Everything is not alright."

Samael pressed his lips into a thin line. "You misunderstood," he said, taking the empty glass from her hand.

"I am not asking the situation, but you. Are you alright? Can you endure everything for now?" he asked, pouring himself a glass, which he drank in one go.

"Do I have a choice?" she returned after hearing him gulp. "What can you do if I can't endure it?"