It was clear she could tank it? Right maybe seeing as her body is actively not alive at the moment. She handled it regardless no slur in words or movements.
“My name is…”
She felt her throat tighten she was choking on air struggling to get the word out, no she can do this she needs to stop+
Djeeta/Avalyn Grevyn LvL 10
Hopefully she could still feel that all — after all He wasn’t pouring any cheap wine, but a pretty thick and pricy bottle. A rather strong one even, not even bothering to ask if she could tank it.
“ You are welcome, pretty face. Say, since you seem to prefer a direct talk— What’s your name? “
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— Cold Knight. ❄️
Taking a sip she shuddered a bit even with a dead body of sorts she could still eat taste and feel the effects it seemed…
“Thank you.”
She said with a slight bow well as much as she could while seated and all.
