Mina blinks as the Dwarf's legs shake. "(Dwarven) Careful now..." As he concedes a smile sticks to Mina's face. She bows to the dwarf still in her strange sitting position, and hiccups as in surprise as people start patting her on the back. She returns the jovial congratulations with gusto, laughing and flexing along with them. Though, Mina has learned much in her training, she still can't help but indulge in the gratification of praise. One comes from an odd source a large gnoll decked out in officials attire. She whips her head around still balancing the tankard on her head, as her large braid swings around and whaps her across the face before slinking to her shoulder. "really big- hic! show?" she looked around. "more drinking?" she asked Dagnyr. Despite her ignorance, Mina seemed to quiet her voice down as requested, with the exception of a few hiccups from time to time.