Mark actually laughs. "I think Nabu would have a fit. But given the circumstances...."
He casts a spell a a generic looking brown bottle appears. It is simply labeled as beer. "It doesn't taste good. It's not meant to. It's to help deal with the stress."
He glances at Rex as he offers him the bottle.
"I can't imagine how it felt to fight someone who looked like your Mother. It wasn't her. It was NOT Khufu and Chayara. I hope you understand that. Whatever was said to you was a lie."
(COMPASSION)
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