Sytri knocked back another bloody mary.
Sapphire eyed her wearily. "That isn't a more literal drink, is it?"
"Nah, just gotta fortify myself for the flight ahead."
"You'll be fine." Cole nodded to her, sipping his drink.
"I hope so. But will he?" Sytri nodded to sebastain, slumped on the table.
"You didn't take to much, did you?"
"Nah, just enough to keep me going."
"He'll be fine."
