Mohini would have pulled back as Masina closed with her fce, bringing her wine sweetened breath near enough for her to inhale the scent, if she could have, but there was nowhere for her to retreat to, even if the chains would have let her. She did flinch when the Amazon spat in her direction, narrowly missing her restrained form, was this woman mad?<br/><br/>"You believe that your people alone could defeat Rome if Mithridates and his allies fall?" Mohini asked in genuine surpirse. "Once they gain control over this land, they will never yield it..."<br/><br/>She raised her gaze again, her eyes soft, compassionate, and changed the topic, "Why do you drink so? Your companions disapprove."