The two made quite a pair, and it was rather nice to work with someone who shared her determination and appreciation of alcohol to boot. There was nothing quite like losing herself in a project, but oddly enough she found that having someone to share it with was even better. Over time Carolina had gotten so used to doing things by herself, she had for so long, it was easy to forget that she actually missed the companionship. And Mira provided that in spades, the leopard unable to keep the smile off her face at their conversation even as she prepared herself to tackle that gargantuan task that awaited them. The bar had to be perfect, though those events down in the rings and the resulting bloodshed were what drew so many to the Ark she would wager that the bar is what kept them there, and often business was good. She was so ready to feel that rush and hustle once more. It made all the work to prepare for it more than worth it.

She chuckled at the implications as her dark-haired friend inquired after her tolerance, as if somehow it had vanished over the last few months away, but no her sordid past had started long before Sacrosanct. A fact at which she hinted with the same vagueness Carolina did most personal inquiries, and to be honest she didn't even realize she was doing it anymore. It had become so easy to dodge any kind of intimate questions with a sarcastic quip or witty retort that it was pure habit by this point for better or for worse. It wasn't until Mira replied that she would have expected more context based on her declaration of her history with drinking that she paused and realized what she had done, keeping her past tucked safely into the dark recesses of her mind where even she didn't need to dwell on it which was the point she supposed. It was better to keep everyone at arm's length than risk attachment, that was the lesson life had taught her... right?

That lighthearted ribbing and prodding wasn't fully lost on the leopard, but one sure way to get a rise from her was a challenge. At the insinuation that the southerner was actually just bluffing about everything she cocked one eyebrow at Mira. Well then, challenge accepted. "I tell you what, I'll trade you story for story then. Show you mine if you show me yours, if you will." She waggled her dark brows in challenge to her companion, hoping that the wolf couldn't resist a challenge either. Though a part of her railed against opening up any part of herself to someone else, she couldn't deny the closeness that she had begun to feel to her family at the Ark and Mira even more so.

At the mention that she had been trying to get Tera drunk however she could on longer hold her serious façade, a laugh bursting from her at the idea, even more so at the idea of him being a god of some sort. "Oh, please never make that comparison to him in person. You know he would never let it go." She actually had to wipe away a tear at the idea, having no doubt that the pack's leader would absolutely love the insinuation. After confirming her preferred drink she turned to make some progress on the boxes at her feet, sorting those bottles back into their familiar locations as she watched Mira dance behind the counter with such practiced ease in her peripheral.

Familiar sounds of ice in a tumbler broken only as Mira confirmed what she was preparing, the were's lips pulling up at the fact that it just so happened to be her favorite drink. She placed a few more bottles on their appropriate shelves before turning and accepting that drink, bringing it to her lips to taste the perfect balance of the drinks deep tones paired with the slight citrus bight. Smiling she lowered it, leaning on the counter for a moment and glancing over at her companion with a smile as the dark -aired woman moved to her own pile of appointed boxes. The comment that they were similar, at least in the past tense giving her pause, a touch of confusion hinting on her features as Mira met her gaze in a tone that suddenly seemed a touch more serious.

That whiskey pulled back to her lips as she listened to the bar manager give some insight into her own history and how she had come to join the pack despite her intentions of not putting down roots in this city. It was a feeling she could relate to in more ways than one. Carolina set that glass on the counter, moving back to fiddle with the remaining bottles that needed to be sorted, even though she made no real attempt to move any of them more just needing to busy herself with something as she sensed the direction that this line of commentary was taking. Self-preservation was her forte, even when there was nothing to truly protect herself from.

At the comment that here in the heart of the New Ark Carolina was still here as well she turned her eyes back to her friend, the insinuation no lost on her even as it felt like her own heart had now lodged in her throat. She could only nod once, lightly as Mira continued on with her true question now placed. She swallowed finally, wondering how many of her walls she might be able to actually let down. "I've thought about it, more than once. Tetradore made the offer to me a while ago on the old ship and I told him I would think about it then. I supposed I never stopped." She rolled the bottle of vodka in her hands, looking down at the label for a moment in contemplation. "I've never been good at setting down roots, it usually comes with too many rules and restrictions though this place definitely doesn't have too many of those."

Huffing a small laugh she looked back up at her friend with a look she had no doubt the other were would understand. "I didn't plan on sticking around long either, this was just a job to get me by, but I guess the place has a way of growing on you. The people aren't so bad either." She shot a playful wink at her companion, always searching for that brevity when things got serious. Had things changed so much since she had last spoken to Tet about joining the pack, was she more willing to open herself up to those bonds it would tie to her? Carolina wasn't even sure of the answer, but she didn't plan on going anywhere so maybe... just maybe.