Shaking her head at that slow sipping -maraas-lok isn't meant to be consumed slowly- Korrin does her best to calm her own shot nerves by taking a long swig. It won't take long for the strong qunari brew to get to her head, but that's the point. If this means a dreamless rest, she'll take the horrible hangover afterward without (much) complaint. Besides, Lena could use a good venting session as a side to all that maraas-lok.

"I'm not drunk enough for the big one yet, but--all those fearlings? They were a damn abomination swarm." She shudders. "That's more than I ever wanted to see at once."