Everyone liked whiskey right?
Satori was hoping Fala and herself had that in common as well as the thing that had started the whole mess. She assumed that if Fala and Marshal had spent any amount of time together then she would at least have a taste for whiskey. Satori figured it was the best peace offering she could get hold of. Plus this was damn good whiskey. The best kind in her opinion. One of the best liquors available in Aedolis.
Satori felt damn horrible about the whole thing. In a way it was her fault but she felt like she had been helpless in causing it. The problem happened just by her living. She was trying to undo the problem the Pilot blog had caused, the one that had gotten Marshal to blow a gasket and do things that even made Satori nervous for him and everyone in close quarters with him.
Though most of the chatter on the blog was ridiculous horseshit it apparently couldn't have come at worst time for her and Fala. Satori was dealing with the loss of Adawulf, and Fala was with Marshal. It had shown Satori sides of the some of the Pilots she never hoped to see again for fear of loosing her temper and breaking their noses, maybe she could do it so they never healed.
She took a deep breath. She needed to relax and be calm. Fala would be able to sense if she was angry, and it wasn't because of Fala in the least. It was in the immaturity of the people around them. Even in Marshal. However she was going to do this for his sake, try and clear some things up. Plus she hated to be on anyone's bad side if she could help it. Unless she just deemed them not worth the effort. Fala she had never had any issues with. Still didn't, from how Marshal talked about her she was a fantastic girl. In all reality she hoped they could be friends after this.
Gripping the neck of the whiskey bottle harder she found Fala's door. The moment of truth. She took a deep breath lifting her hand up to knock and froze. Would Fala even let her in? Would she accept the apology that Satori wasn't even sure it was her place to give. All she could do was try to clear up her and Marshal's name and get these crazy kids back on track. She breathed another deep breath and knocked on the door.
