"Oh?" She cocked her head and glanced off into the distance, trying to imagine the Myconids he described. There were plenty of glowing mushrooms around Moon's Refuge, and though none of them were sentient, the image conjured in her mind was essentially those mushrooms but with cute little faces and little legs walking around. Cute. "That is very interesting! We do not have such creatures in Valsheria — and what a shame that is." she would like to meet one.

She smiled and nodded her thanks as she took her seat, peering over at the bar as well with a thoughtful hum. "I prefer wine, I think." She did not drink much, but if she had a choice... "I trust your judgement, Astarion." why tho.