Sarianna just grunts, to her first comment, leading the way into her apartment. Never all that neat to begin with, with only one arm, she's limited the cleaning to the spaces she uses most. On the other hand, she isn't making as much of a mess, either, working and not bringing home a new partner every other night, so the net effect is that it's slightly cleaner than usual.<br/><br/>Sarianna stares at her for a moment, as she makes her offer, having been just about to offer to make something to drink, herself. Biting her tongue with an almost audible noise, she says, "Just a drink would be fine, for now. Liquor cabinet's the third one on your left, as you go in the kitchen. Glasses are in the next one," she says, dropping down into a over-stuffed chair.