"Sure," Apache said, nodding. "And Tayuya's right. If I get drunk here, he will not survive the night."

She folded her arms and put her head on them, scowling. Well, he might survive the night, he thought, but his dick might not, especially if he spoke Al Bhed at all.

"Halibel hasn't been out for ages, has she?" Apache asked, looking up. "Might be a good thing for her to get out, too."