"Actually," Hale said with a chuckle. "Blue loves beer. If any spills, she always laps it up before anyone can even reach for a paper towel. You probably could distract her, just don't get her drunk. She's clumsy enough on those huge feet as it is." He turned the burgers again to make sure that they were done on both sides and then set them on a plate while he got the buns out. "What do you like on yours?" he asked.
Hearing her talk about Nox was always awkward. He usually heard it all from her brother's point of view, so the opposite impression of events was certainly interesting and usually conflicting. Not to mention it was ALWAYS weird hearing them talk about hell. "He's just trying to protect you," he said. "I know it's frustrating because my sister says the same about me. I know she doesn't need someone looking out for her, but I can't help it."