Myra's shock and confusion concerning the alcohol caused Darius to give a thoughtful expression to his tipsy friend. Downing the wine had not helped alleviate her worries since she moved the glass away and hissed at it.
When O'ner mentioned wine as a beverage that made people happy, Darius silently nodded to that explanation, but then kind of went on about it being terrible when that was the mistake Darius himself had made when initially explaining the effects of the wine. This guy is only making things…. Oh, he's leaving? Oh, he is! Good. Time to go into teacher mode to fix this.
Throughout their time together, Darius had always found Myra to be more of a visual and hands-on learner. She had learned so much more from Skar who was all about doing and not talking much than she did from him who talked way too often. Explaining things verbally to his demon companion was always a challenge, but it never kept him from giving up his quest in teaching her all that he could. With O'ner's departure, Darius reached over to the glass and set it next to the plate of pasta.
"Okay Myra. The red drink that was in here was NOT poison. When you drink, it makes you…" Darius started to sway back and forth in his seat for a moment before stopping, seeing that it was mostly how the beverage was visibly affecting her. He then pointed to the pasta. "Food. Some food makes you sleepy, right? Like…" Darius shut his eyes and let his head tilt to the side to simulate falling asleep. "And some food makes you want to run all day, right? And some are spicy hot." He faked a pant and fanned his tongue. "And some make your stomach hurt or makes you feel sick. Remember when Zorrah made my steak uncooked like yours?" Darius was not fond of the demon groundskeeper that particular evening.
Darius then went out of his way to point people out to Myra with glasses of wine in hand or drinking it.
"The red drink is wine and it makes you feel the way you're feeling now. It's new to you and will go away soon if you don't drink anymore. Just like all the other food. I promise." Darius then noticed O'ner returning to offer any help with anything. Darius smirked as he thought of a way to patch things up a little more. "I think she might like some kind of meaty dish. I think it would mean a lot to her."