After casting her spell to detect magical sources around her but before the flash of Misha's serpents coming into existence,  Cerise narrows her eyes at the impatient warrior chugging a bottle of...<em>whatever</em>liquor that was in the jar she was drinking from.<br/><strong>"Cecilia,"</strong>she starts, her voice calm and low to<em>try</em>and avoid any unnecessary suspicion from the dock workers bustling about,<strong>"Don't you think it's a little unprofessional to drink when you're working, especially when that work involves you being alert and aware of danger? What you do in your personal time is none of my concern, but as your squad leader, might I request that while you're on His Highness' time, could you please remain sober and focused on the task at hand?"</strong>