Flames warming her stone limbs, Ebba is not precisely in her element but finding herself far more comfortable than she imagined, especially the more she sips from her second ever drink (a Zombie! which sort of counts as three drinks, honestly). It's making her thoughts tumble over one another in such a pleasant way. She feels inspired!

Buzzed, Ebba turns her strange gemstone eyes to the person closest. "Do you want to go out on the Sedgemoor?"