"I dunno," Drea said, taking the offered hand. "Some of it... all of it... Fuck." She ran her free hand through her hair and sighed. "I mean, here I am, I'm supposed to be saving lives. Not taking them. I don't think I'll ever forget any of it." She grunted in frustration then looked around. "Whose pussy I gotta eat to get a drink around here?" she muttered, growing more and more annoyed.