#no idea who she got into it with but it's fine jhntrgnh

[pyriety-a]

" it is RARE to see a member of the church this late at a bar - care to join for a drink ~ ? "

this is a first. deidre has no place in a crowded tavern like this ( with the exception of the cat's tail, that is; then again, animals are much easier to deal with than people ), surrounded by people too deep in their cups to even notice she's there... which makes it the perfect place to hide in. people-pleasing as she may be, she's not above arguing with people when or avoiding someone should the situation call for it, at least for a little while. normally, she would retreat outside mondstadt's walls to regain her composure alone, but that method isn't quite as secret as it used to be. had she done that, she'd be found, and the confrontation would happen all over again. uneasy as this new idea makes her, at least it will work. all she has to do now is force herself to be comfortable until she's sure it's safe to leave.

she isn't there for long before she's spoken to. panic briefly flashes across her face before the familiar blue of the captain's attire puts her at ease. at least she knows who he is. making conversation with a wasted stranger really wasn't in her plans for tonight, and she wasn't about to make room for it.

though deidre sinks back in her seat once more, she can't quite relax just yet. of all things to be asked, sharing a drink really wasn't an offer she prepared for. instinct tells her no, that she really can't afford to. and yet, the stubborn part of her that insisted she hide out in here in the first place says otherwise, that she might as well have another reason to stay. not to mention that, time and time again, she has been told to branch out of her usual bubble... doing something like this is but one of many ways to do so, no?

" i suppose just one wouldn't hurt... " for once, she ignores the logical part of her that says otherwise. what's the worst one drink could do? " what do you recommend? "