Lula
"Ah! That it is!" She let out in response to her comment about the mead. She did like the drink of skooma here and there, for sure, but this was also something she adored; something from the new land, a new experience! She embraced it!
"Skyrim is a big place, no? This one is certain that there must be somewhere that you can make your own." She thought about it. Then again, something like that would need a lot of other things; money, materials, knowledge..
Edna
She smiled as her newfound companion exclaimed about how wonderful the mead was, although she assumed she was interested in much stronger drinks, although she brushed the notion off, not wanting to play into the stereotype- She was sure Ja'Kaaava was lovely. In fact, she was probably the nicest Khajiit she'd ever met.
"Oh, certainly big- I hear there are a few places up for sale, but I live from payment to payment- I have no savings," She said, shrugging it off. "I couldn't buy anything even if I wanted."
Lula
She listened to the explanation of no savings. Pouting a bit, she began to think of ways to earn septims in a place like this. Scratching her chin a bit she began to list things aloud. "Well, there is trading, no? And I suppose if you could become the guard of someone rather prestigious, someone like a t'har." She spoke in Ta'agra on that last word, sometimes mixing her native tongue with cyrodiilic. T'har meaning chieftain
Edna
Clarisse looked at the Khajiit pout, tilting her head and sipping her mead. She listened to her ideas, shaking her head. She'd be returned to the Imperial City if she became a guard... And promptly executed. "Nah- Guard's life isn't for me, I'm afraid- And no, I can't be a _chieftain._" She said, finishing her sentence with a grin. She spoke a _little_ Ta'agra, having learnt it while being Lieutenant of the guard.
Gary
Kaaava: Her eyes lit up a bit as she heard the translated word. "Oooh, you speak the language of the Khajiit?" She let out as she clapped her hands... After setting her mead down of course. She then said "Ah, this makes Ja'Kaaava happy! She hasn't met anyone who was not Khajiit but spoke like one!" She let out a her tail swayed behind her.
Edna
Seeing the Khajiit clap her hands, and watching her tail sway, she couldn't help but smile. "Oh, just a little here and there- As a bard, you meet all sorts of people! It's nice to be able to talk to them."
She shrugged, once again hiding the true reason she'd learnt all her languages. She looked down into her mead, then downed the whole remainder of the jug. She didn't enjoy lying, but it meant she was safe. She let out a small hiccup, then gave her friend a sultry and tipsy smile.
"Are you needed anywhere soon, my friend?"
Lula
Soon picked up her mead again and finished it off. She let out a little "Ah!" As she emptied her mug into her maw. "Mother would probably want Ja'Kaaava to return soon, but for now she can remain here. Why would this one leave when she has a new friend? Good company is very important after all." 
Her ears kept alert though, seeing as even if this bard was nice to her others might not be. She didn't want trouble, and thus she was ready to head out if things got a bit too heated
Edna
She smiled as she finished off the mead, wiping her own face to get rid of any froth that may have landed above her lip as she drank. She tilted her head as the Khajiit mentioned travelling with her mother, intrigued. As she spoke, her voice sounded genuinely intrigued, with a hint of a hiccup passing as she finished- She _had_ been drinking all day, after all. "You're travelling with your mother? Is there anyone else in your convoy, or just the two of you?"
Lula
The Khajiit nodded "Yes. She's a merchant, a leader of a small caravan. Ja'Kaaava goes with her, and helps her with the various tasks. This one likes this; She gets a small sum of money, learns how to trade, and gets to see new places. It is not her choice where they go, but she is grateful wherever her mother takes her!" She heard the hiccup, giggling a bit. "Someone seems to be having a bit too much fun, no~?"
Edna
She listened as attentively as she could as the Khajiit spoke about her life, although she couldn't stop the hiccups. Her smile seemed tipsy enough, although it was mostly an act. She could definitely handle more alcohol than this, she just wanted to see what the Khajiit would do. "There's no such thing as too much fun~" She replied, followed by a pause as she seemed to pull together a thought. "Could I try something? I've always wanted to try this one thing..." She said, her words a little slurred.