"Don't worry," Ari said. "I choose my metaphors as they suit, but I will certainly take care to stay away from their less pleasant applications." She had been taking care of herself for many years, after all. Maybe she was not a fighter, but neither was she entirely helpless.
"Like drinking until the room starts spinning, for example," she responded lightly. "That's taking a chance on its own; the last time I did this, I wound up asleep on a bench in the guild hall. My neck was sore for days! Still, here I am again, taking my chances, so I suppose I have not learned my lesson." The only lesson she had learned was to never drink with Fellina under any circumstances. Still, she was not far from home here, and Aspel was the last person she thought might take advantage. If even that failed, there was always the bartender.