Saaria turned as she heard the aggravated yelling, and saw the skeletal figure. She was not alarmed by this, as she had no way of knowing that skeletons were rather uncommon. She stared at him blankly for a few moments, trying to formulate an answer.
  "Alcohol?" She slurred in a heavy Kirkosi accent. She had never heard of it. What else could she say?
  "How are you today?" She attempted, reciting one of the few English phrases that Berlos had taught her. She felt a strange feeling come over her, as if something was trying to come into her mind.
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