Cordelia
Cordelia follows behind Maeve, keeping an eye on Deimos and Noah, hesitant to get too far from them with Wessex and the others so close. The hunter pulls her bottle of booze from her bag, approaching the unhappy creature with it's pale green fur and crocodile smile. She sloshes the bottle, giving him a smirk, "Nothing like a bit of gin to make you grin." Cordelia rhymes, unsure if the rule is still in play, but making sure to follow it none the less. The Attuned offers him the bottle, hoping it's enough, but thinking it might fall short in comparison to the rest.
Cordelia offers a bottle of gin!
Cordelia offers a bottle of gin!
All the king's horses, all the king's men
Couldn't put me together again
Couldn't put me together again