"Uh huh," Zhi's tone was just as flat. "What, I can't smell that sour. Been keepin' washed fer one o'me takes -- Cap'n don't seem t'like dirty streetrunners." Her words were slow, with frequent breaks. Even her lips throbbed. "So I gets me a scrub afore I see him. Can't be that bad."
She stretched that little bit more, and connected. The contents of the bottle were chugged, but not finished. She broke off with a gasp, and held it back up. "Once all o'this is done, I might take ye up on that. Mebbe. Long as yer coin's good."
Humor was present in her voice, but the smile was resisted.
"Fer now, I need ye t'toss th'room. Night's good; Styrm shouldn't be there at night."
She stretched that little bit more, and connected. The contents of the bottle were chugged, but not finished. She broke off with a gasp, and held it back up. "Once all o'this is done, I might take ye up on that. Mebbe. Long as yer coin's good."
Humor was present in her voice, but the smile was resisted.
"Fer now, I need ye t'toss th'room. Night's good; Styrm shouldn't be there at night."
