[Missing an eye and an arm then, an enjoyment of not necessarily the entirety of the drink itself, but the elation that comes with it. België nodded her head at the words. She thinks she might get it now, even with the woman being a stranger.]

Hm, that's true. Poor conversation and bad company can make drinks taste sour and food terrible.

[Ah-- that pipe. Those words... a bit of familiarity hit her in the stomach painfully and shone in her green eyes. One that she quickly shook off. It was gone in a flash replaced with that soft smile again.]

Baiken then. Where and when would you like to meet?