Maethia startles a little bit when she hears Darion’s voice from beside her. The Asari’s eyes had been closed and the cold beer in her hand had already started to sweat through the pores of the glass bottle, chilling her hand and making the scale-like texture of her skin glisten.<span style="color: purple"> “ No… no. It’s rather hard to drink when you doze off mid-sip apparently.” </span><br/><br/>The Asari grins at the man and settles a little bit uncomfortably, wincing as she tries to make herself comfortable with the sling holding her arm against her chest. Shortly after that moment she actually gets her first sip of beer and looks to Darion, nodding at him briefly. “ You look a hell of a lot better after the shower. “ Maethia herself looked a little bruised, especially around her shoulder where she took the brunt of the hit as her tank top would show<span style="color: purple">. “Why don’t you get a beer? If we’re gonna chat I’m not going to be the only one eventually drunk off my ass.”<br/>
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