Inara left her hand on Charlotte's arm, watching her with concern. It was easier to be worried about someone else, it drew her out of her own spirals of doubt and focusing so much on herself. She wasn't suited to worrying about herself, and she did quite enough of it in general that she really didn't need to do more of it. Something else was going on, but here, at a party, she wasn't about to pry.

"I'll have to remember that. After a few drinks?" She grinned a bit herself, knowing that he at least indulged occasionally. The man had been drinking when she met him for the first time.