The life of a Mentor is to reluctantly straddle two worlds, acting as a spectator while knowing all too well what it's actually like in the arena. Nill's not wrong, it is difficult, but this destruction is a slow burn. Nothing that's falling apart now hasn't been well on its way for years already.

He accepts the note in his slender-fingered, tentative grasp, reading it several times, dark eyes lingering on the second line each time. Then he slowly nudges the bottle her way.

"Go for it. As much as you need, no judgment... openly or clandestinely."