[After that trial, Shiv figures she could use some sustenance. It's been a blur of insanity since they found Tiamat's body, after all.

She's not quite miffed that someone decides to talk to her as she heads in that direction, but she doesn't quite have the energy to tell someone to fuck off. Doesn't hurt that he opens with a compliment.]

Well, the quiet kid floated around the idea, and we weren't getting anywhere by suggesting stripping. Someone had to bite the other creepy bullet. Lucky the laundry soap's distinct enough that I didn't have to start snorting fabric.