Larksong Grotto death blossom

Easy was assured by his words at first, but quickly grew concerned as he went on, calling her a dumb name and actually making her angry, thanks. What did he think she was, some sort of harpy? Or maybe this Alya was - either way, Easy didn't want to be associated with it.

"I'm Easy, not Alya," she said firmly, shifting to follow his bobbing head and hold his lantern-lit gaze. "And I'm super nice, in case you forgot." She gaze doubtfully at the slurring male, and realized that she couldn't do anything with him until he was feeling a bit better.

Supposing he wasn't like this all the time, of course.

"Okay, new plan. Your funny necklace stays on. I'm going to get you some food, and you... just focus on being less crazy, alright?" she said sternly, being more careful now of the man's personal space.