She chuckled and finished the ale, unsure of how to respond to Peter. Again. This was becoming a pattern with him, he said things that were so outrageous and seriously funny, but could totally be true. "Mind grabbing me another one?" she asked, and tipped the dark glass at him. At least if she felt a buzz maybe she could keep up.
Deeta didn't like to take things fast with guys, and she'd never even considered flirting with a slave before. Peter - Starlord - whatever he wanted to call himself, was cute and like a spinning top and she'd pulled the string by buying him. She decided to play it safe and be forthcoming.
"Well..." she trailed and thought about how to answer that. She hadn't told him what made her special. "I could hurt you, because I am a lion. A lioness to be exact. That's why I might hurt you," she said quirking her brows. She wasn't trying to brag or scare the man, but it was the truth. She'd scratched up a guy before and it had freaked him out.