[ all he'll receive in response is a silent nod; she shows up some time later. she's talked to artemis today about being smart, not doing anything rash or dangerous. she's told her that finding the engineers is the answer. the truth is she doesn't want the truth, or even answers. not right now. she wants them to pay.
she sidles up to the bar next to eric and wordlessly grabs a bottle of scotch to pour for herself, knocks it back in three gulps. her lips tingle with sensation. ] You know, I'm not sure you're really missing much. It doesn't really take an edge off.