There are alcoholic beverages available at one of the stands- one of those would work. It is not so bad, Ben.
[She curls her fingers with a faint huff of embarrassed laughter, the thin line of blood welling up to mix with the pale golden juice still pooled in her palm.]
THE RED STRING OF FATE, IT STRANGLES THEM!
[She curls her fingers with a faint huff of embarrassed laughter, the thin line of blood welling up to mix with the pale golden juice still pooled in her palm.]