Everyone was in a damn panic and it was all Meka could do not to roll her eyes. She had dealt with her alcoholic father for years and thrown wine glasses were just the tip of the iceburg. She sighed and slapped herself in the forehead. "Just sedate her," she groaned.
Meka got up and used a siphoning and repair spell to fix up the broken wine glass on the ground behind them. She honestly just didn't want to sit across from Marina and listen to her berate them any longer.
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