Honestly? At this stage she probably wouldn't say no to a proper drink, not after the lyrium heart. Proper, though. None of the sickly sweet butterbeer stuff - maybe rice wine, or whiskey, just for nostalgia.
She takes the goblet and empties it in one go. The assesses Lazar with a wary look, trying to understand how much this group experienced.
Doesn't everyone look like they've seen The Horrors? Anytime she's on the field, at this point.
"Thank you," politely said, handing back the empty goblet. "Any open wounds? Broken bones?"
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She takes the goblet and empties it in one go. The assesses Lazar with a wary look, trying to understand how much this group experienced.
Doesn't everyone look like they've seen The Horrors? Anytime she's on the field, at this point.
"Thank you," politely said, handing back the empty goblet. "Any open wounds? Broken bones?"
A rattle from the mummy at that.
"No offence." To the mummy. (Nevarra is weird.)