[She appreciates the sentiment. She does! The operative word is "seems", there. With Chaos Gate's actions sucking metahuman energy from the world, the magic around town is fading. Worse, wards holding back...something... are fading too.

Mayuko's expression flicks to a "yikes" grimace before smoothing again; the mead has a bit more alcohol content than her usual, it takes a breath longer before she realized her smile slipped.]

You know how things go. The scales don't stay balanced for long... is that for me?

[Now that she's remembered things are awful-- another drink sounds good.]