[Getting drunk is always a task for her, and while for some time, she'd thought it was because what passed for alcohol in their world was just no good, spending time with others had given her something to compare her own high alcohol tolerance to.
Pain in the ass.
She watches him out of the corner of her eye as he pulls his mask and visor off, subtly appraising him as she takes another drink from the jar he'd offered her. He's older than she'd initially thought, but not much.]
Sure, I'll take 'em off your hands. Nice of you.
[She's not used to 'nice,' but she's getting better about not always second-guessing it. She pauses, then shrugs before taking another long sip.]
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[Getting drunk is always a task for her, and while for some time, she'd thought it was because what passed for alcohol in their world was just no good, spending time with others had given her something to compare her own high alcohol tolerance to.
Pain in the ass.
She watches him out of the corner of her eye as he pulls his mask and visor off, subtly appraising him as she takes another drink from the jar he'd offered her. He's older than she'd initially thought, but not much.]
Sure, I'll take 'em off your hands. Nice of you.
[She's not used to 'nice,' but she's getting better about not always second-guessing it. She pauses, then shrugs before taking another long sip.]
So what's the mask for?