"[color=a187be]That wasn't you using your powers of divination now, was it?[/color]" Adrianne asked with a slight tilt of her head as she regarded the eldar with a wry small, feeling confident that now might  as well be a good a time as any to test the eldar. Better she conjure up a warpstorm here and now rather than when they were knee deep in chaos filth.

That was when her own dinner arrived, a large silver plate with some few vegetables, honey and a LARGE filet of some local creature; reddish meat with a faint trace of orange texture to the meat. Adrianne opened the palms of her hands, and a knife and a fork levitated up into them as she grasped them mid air, before putting them to work against the large piece of meat!

It wasn't until she had taken her first bite from the thing and washed it down with some wine from her goblet that she stopped and turned towards Medaira. 

"[color=a187be]Do not think me a fool. While I do love a challenge as much as anyone... or, perhaps a bit more than most, I'm not that dense that I'd try winning a drinking competition against someone who might as well be a veritable industrial water filtration plant! Emperor knows I have no clue what implants or cybernetics you got in your guts.[/color]" Adrianne said, raising a finger to point it at Medaira while a wide, cunning grin was visible on her face; as though she had just foiled Medaira's best laid plan!

Which, may or may not be true or even both true and untrue at the same time, as the antics Adrianne had seen from the cog girl so far was enough to make one suspect Medaira might be a part-time servant of the Great Manipulator Tzeentch!