Inara sighed also, patting Charlotte on the arm. "Don't blame yourself, it wasn't your fault. You were a victim just like I was, and likely others as well. And I suppose it could have been much worse. I remember from a few weeks ago that one of the other people here was taken over by a malevolent god...perhaps that sort of thing just..."

She couldn't help a small, involuntary shiver. "I suppose it just happens here at times." Who even knew who could be next, and what could happen to them if that was the case? Being taken over by outside entities...it was an alarming prospect.

And then she sipped her beer, eying John from afar. She would probably switch over to punch after this, she didn't have a very high tolerance for alcohol even sipped delicately and she didn't want to get silly as one of her very first impressions on the greater populace of this place. "Yes, I still vote for hitting. Perhaps later, though," she said with a grin and a nod.