Anna watched quietly, she had always been interested in such bartering and conversational pieces, but while Chandra may have lied that it felt cold, she herself felt it impossible to shake this massively odd feeling.  Her body was freezing, something was wrong, very wrong.  She heard the question about the alcohol and shook her head, trying to focus back on the conversation infront of her, but her mind was being ripped in multiple directions.<br/><br/>She closed her eyes trying to focus, but at that moment she felt something, she couldn’t place her finger on.  A mana presence that shouldn’t have been there, her attention ripped straight up, as if she were looking towards the crow’s nest.  Her mind couldn’t bear it as she felt something vanish.  A weak presence.  But it was one that had been there the entire time.  “Something….is wrong……”<br/><br/>She looked back to Chandra noting that the woman was calm as ever, but her mind was pierced a moment later by what felt like nails on a chalkboard in her mind, but it passed suddenly and she was calm, her own mind was belying her, the pain had caused her own mind to attempt to protect itself by cutting her off from her own mana presence.<br/><br/>Suddenly feeling relieved it was almost as if Anna had a bipolar moment to any onlookers as she slowly smoothed out the black robes and looked back to Chandra shaking her head slightly.  She sighed a bit in relief as she considered that perhaps she just had a momentary loss of sanity, it wasn’t unheard of in members of the spell writing community.  She sighed again and looked to Chandra.  “I…..I’m sorry…..I seem to have lost myself for a moment, but no…I don’t drink alcohol it tends to make moments as I’ve just experienced….all too common.  But feel free.”<br/><br/>She would just enjoy the company of the other woman while she was drunk she figured, not abnormal as it seemed to be the status quo for people in the hold over the last few weeks.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>