<div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210207/d0e4689665395f5d1dbb55df45a2e458.png)</div><br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>___________________________________</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>___________________________________</strong></div><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/LdtbnxL.jpg)</div><br/>As Drack listed off one observation after another, Kandok grunted in agreement and nodded his head, sipping more slowly than the other krogan had. He preferred drinking right out of the bottle instead of from a glass, but Ness had scolded him enough times that he had fallen into the habit of sipping. At least that way the burn lasted longer, and the krogan actually enjoyed the way the aromatics shifted on the back of his tongue whenever he spoke.<br/><br/>“Neat trick; add some water. Changes the flavor profile, really enhances that peat.” With a dainty touch, his ham hock of a hand carefully lifted his glass to his lips, slurping loudly so as if to mix in some more air molecules with his drink. Not nearly as satisfying as guzzling… and it didn’t hit anywhere near as hard as Ryncol. But… at least it lasted longer. And sometimes he liked to toss the entire glass into his mouth and suck on it like a sweet.<br/><br/>“Ness thinks she’s the queen of the universe. That damn asari has an ego that would make a thresher maw quake in their hide.” He stopped then, cautiously looking around to make sure saying such things out loud wouldn’t be overheard by the same asari in question. She was still mad at him about last week -he couldn’t remember what it was, but that sweet blue ass was all too happy to remind him of her rage if he so much as asked. He was hoping that ignoring it would make it go away, even if the both of them still have several centuries of life ahead of them. If Ness didn’t kill him, first.  “She’s talkin’ about babies now. It’s making her go<em>crazy</em>. Told her she’s too young to be thinkin’ about settling down and having a family. So she shot me.”<br/>