The dragon continued to sit in silence, content to just ignore the man for the time being. She didn't want anything to do with him right now. But the more she sat with her own thoughts, the more she was tempted to at least take the drink from him. Shula decided she didn't want to try and block out her own thoughts any more. She figured being angry and irritated with Faelan was better then wallowing in her own self pity.<br/><br/>Getting up she approached the counter, sitting on the stool and looking at the glass Faelan had poured. "What is it?" She asked, picking it up and inspecting it. she swished it around in the glass, taking a sip from it.