Evaan | Carol
"What's the Force?" Carol made a face, still smirking at the notion then shaking her head. Probably would've been better not to ask and just drink the whiskey. She toasted back and took another drink from her own cup.
Carol was very much the opposite in regards to taking things slow with her drink. Of course, that mirrored everything she did. Rushing headfirst into things and impatience was the only way she did anything.
She let out a laugh when Evaan explained about her ship and nodded. "Well, hopefully, she didn't die in vain." Carol cocked her head, studying the woman. "So you were in the military?" She picked up on that quickly. "You're definitely not Kree. Or the Nova Corps." Carol's curiosity was peaked.