"Hah-- it might surprise you to know, but I have a pretty high drinking tolerance. In fact, I could probably drink you under the table if I put my mind to it! Or, uh. Stomach?" It was as confident an answer as Siege could muster, given the fact that even SHE didn't exactly know the truth. Sure, she'd passed out once or twice before while drinking-- but she couldn't remember what either happened or lead up to that happening, so who was to say! Maybe it all went to Kiri, and she was the one that got drunk in her place!
She was almost positive this was not the case, but maybe!
As Siege's heavy metal greaves finally collided with paved stone, she almost felt like she'd burst into tears. How long had it been since she'd been in a city? Probably not since... what, Ketra? Too damn long, however long it was! She, unlike her drinking buddy to be, was completely oblivious of the odd looks they were getting-- primarily because when one looked like her, you kinda drew gazes everywhere, every time.
"What do you drink, anyway? You an ale guy? Fine wine? Basilisk blood? Oh-- don't try that if you've never tried that. Gross as all get out. It'll knock you right on your ass, though!" She paused for a moment, before continuing with a oddly cheerful "Might actually kill you, though?" At least, it didn't kill her. And as far as she was concerned, that meant it probably wouldn't kill anyone else. Probably.