"That's it, I suppose. I've never had ales of any kind before. There wasn't a lot of drinking of this sort at home." It's not a lie, given Sigma's busy life and his rules against underage drinking for Kyle. Luna, of course, wouldn't have needed it.

She slides her cup over a bit across the table, offering it to Roland if he wants a taste. "Have you tried any of the drinks here yet? They're...something, anyway. As I said, I wouldn't really know that much." She smiles sheepishly, a little embarrassed by her own lack of knowledge.