Brynhild Ingouf (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} brynhild_ingouf) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} dunwichgame, |
Bryn had never been denied drink, so she hadn't been one to deny anyone else the choice. Not if it as her choice anyway. Of course laws had to be followed, but anyone that could fight deserved the right, regardless of their age.
"Vodka is bland period." She agreed. Tickled when he swapped out her glass for one of his.
"I am one of the no-sunlight types. But I can drink alcohol. I don't know if it's the same for the others, but the ability came with age. I can also enjoy food, it just doesn't nourish me." She lifted the glass he'd given to her to her nose and gave it a sniff. The rum burned her nostrils a little. After she tipped the glass back and took a deep long sip. Her eyebrows shot up. It was good.