Mama, What am I Without You?

The raiders had a tendency to overproof their liquor and it never dawned on her that others did not partake so readily of spirits, so to find out her companion was a lightweight was a delight she hadn't expected to encounter. Under other circumstances the attention might have had her preening, but she was still... It was like there was a bad taste at the back of her mouth, and she hadn't had nearly enough to drink to wash it away yet. It might only come through as she stared into the flames though, she would do her best to otherwise keep it hidden.

When he agreed to play along, she happily fell into her role, "Well th' company is far better than th' last time I found m'self marooned here, the change in management is a most welcome one. An' it's been long enough since I last ate crabs that I could probably stomach 'em if I had ter..." She lifted her bottle again, taking a deep mouthful, and trying to ignore the cold wind blowing at her damp back. She would be dry again soon enough.

“Speech”