Verisira was not at all comfortable with her situation as she could practically feel peoples stares, only made worse by the fact they were in a tavern so chances were some drunk people would likely get some sort of ideas of coming over to her to try and pick her up.<br/><br/>The simple question from the bartender seemed to calm her down ever so slightly as she wasn't being treated like some freak.  She really didn't want to answer it honestly thinking he might think her explanation crazy and have her hauled off to an asylum or something, thus she simply said, "N-No.  Everything'a fine...". She doubted he believed her, especially as if what happened was what ahe thought did, somehow she was actually the character she had just made, and her character was supposed to be a confident swordswoman, and thus shouldn't sound so nervous and scared after just reading a note.<br/><br/>She slowly reached over to her pint and took a tentative sip of the drink, amazed at the smoothness of the drink thinking that just because she wasn't old enough to drink normally, she was now...  Besides, if ever there was a time to drink, this was it...  Just enough to calm her down of course.