Svalin doesn't respond because he knows she will have one, maybe two at the most, cups of mead. She never drank to excess and always kept her wits about her.
"I doth doubt thou wilt see the bottom of thine cup, brother," Svalin said with a smile. She had always been impressed with just how much her brother could drink. He could give Volstagg a worthy challenge when it came to drinking mead.
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