Why, that's nature's finest nostrum, missy. [ she takes a moment before she speaks again - making a terrible hacking sound as she pushes something out from the back of her throat, and spitting to the side. yeah, that spit is... a lot bloodier than it probably should be. is that a tooth in the mass? ] Firewater fresh from the bottle. May not fix your ails, but it'll sure as hell let you ignore 'em a while.

[ she brings the bottle to her own lips, knocking back a swig without even flinching. looks like she's got some experience with that. ]

Thal's balls, your legs look like shite, don't they. Have it in you to walk?