Lorag grunted. "Hey, I still think that thing could have been useful."

"Oh, I think it was perfectly useful. Its hide gave me a new loincloth, its meat fed us for a day or two, and its horns made for great water vessels." Meesei added. She had finished almost a quarter of her brandy by this point, and while she was still in her right mind and speaking clearly, her senses were beginning to dull. 

Lorag raised his bottle in the air as if he was giving a toast. "Rest in peace, Bessie." 

Meesei took another drink of her brandy and glanced over to Ahnasha. "You just be careful. I might not be there to interrupt this time. Any drunken mistakes are yours to bear." She said, staring at the bottle in her hands. 

"Ah, don't worry about me; look out for your own safety. With our track record, I would be surprised if we got through tonight without putting your life in danger at [i]least[/i] twice." Ahnasha commented, partly out of concern, partly because she wanted to shift the conversation away from herself.