Blinking slowly, Hakon couldn't help but feel a twinge of amusement as his words began to slow and he seemed to struggle to find the correct phrasing of whateverhe meant to say. It made her feel better she was not the only one that did such things. At his question, she shrugged slightly, admitting," The alcohol they provided here is rather... Odd tasting, whenever I have some it seems to stay within my system longer then what it would back home. It effects me much more severely-" she runs a hand through her hair as she moves about the couch once more, settling upon the ragged yet still notable rub before the fire- looking toward the flames,"- I believed the ale we had was much stronger, but perhaps... There is difference in the production. I am quite unsure, but I used to pride myself in being quite tolerant before arriving," a light laugh bubbled from her lips as she seemed to motion, as if inviting him to join her where she settled on her knees. He had said moving closer to the fire~ or perhaps that was just a slip of his tongue.
Indeed, the liquid gave an unusually pungent scent, nearly sivkly sweet, in the light, a dim residue seemed to stain the glass where the alcohol topped out. For some reason, there was... A reason to find fear in this particular drought. Even though the Lady herself seemed tohold no suspicions other then what she had stated.
