"I'm not going to argue a drink."

It seems like the best idea right now. They've been through Some Shit, why not numb the weirdness with alcohol? No need to get plastered, just enough to where everything doesn't feel so damn raw and absurd.

"No kidding." She falls into step with him. If one place is trying to kill them, more are probably on the way. After a few long strides, she adds: "Vetra. I'm Vetra."