[Did she notice his tail flick? Perhaps, if she were more sober, she would realize that their similarities ran deeper than she first realized.]

[But she’s not, she’s nearly drained her first cup, and so all she’s doing right now is running her mouth.]

Yes, extremely so. Were I to stop, it’s possible those I care about could be hurt. And so I have no choice but to continue.

[She drains the rest of her cup. Bartender, one more please.]

It’s lonely, truth be told.