She really wasn't in the mood, but she didn't want to have to explain that to Thor. So, she'd give the extra effort. He was an old friend, he deserved the extra effort... It was a thought that caused a sharp pain in her stomach as she took down a proper mug for him. An old friend did deserve extra effort. Dammit. And here she was, sulking -basically, instead of really making any proper effort... It had nothing to do with Thor... who was talking....
What?
“What?” Ninkasi turned back toward him, mug filled and did not have to fake a confused expression. “Oh this?” She gestured the room and handed him the mug. “No. I'm fine. Really. I passed out on the old couch and when I woke up I couldn't figure out where the stank was coming from... and that was when I realized that the Couch Embedded With the Funk of 40,000 Years had to go.” While her confusion hadn't been faked, part of her smile obviously was.
Waving it off, she went and grabbed her own glass of the crate next to her bean bag. “I'm fine. Mostly. It's nothing. I'm over-thinking it and overreacting...” She shrugged. “Ask Reshi, ask Dio... that's about the gist of what they said about it.” Well, not exactly, but that was Ninkasi's overall takeaway.