"Yes," Terenia says, watching Claxter as he nears unconsciousness, "I deserve life. And Efaen will tolerate it, she has to." Terenia smiles ruefully, looking nearly sober save the glassy shine to her eyes and her constant swaying, "we have a deal, y'see. Now that my dapsen sister is safe, I gotta keep her close to the Yeerks. Find ways to undermine 'em or whatever."
Terenia shrugs, and glances back towards the door where Corliss exited with Myitt, "'Least that's the plan." she mutters, trailing off and looking a little green all of a sudden.
"'Scuse me..." she slurs, putting a hand over her mouth and staggering out of her chair. She sways precariously for a moment before catching her balance. Hastily she makes her way through the throngs of bar patrons and into the back hallway. Luckily most are smart enough to stay away from the restroom here, and it is blessedly empty. Terenia kneels over in front of the toilet and empties the contents of her stomach.