Steph lets out a breath, shaky.

No, I don't have procedure tomorrow. Drink it after? Drink it now.

Emotion isn't an option she's been able to afford for a while. Steph doesn't cry but she bows her head for a moment, remembering the kind man who'd believed in her.



She lifts her head smoothly, expression sweet as she lifts a hand to get the attention of a passing waitrat. "Hi. Could I get two glasses of Schnapps, please?"

It squeaks and salutes her before trotting off.