"I'm probably two days or so pregnant. I just wanna relax." Savannah was surprised the bartender didn't care. But at that moment, she just wanted the pain to go away.
"In that case, you shouldn't exactly be drinking, should you? But anyway... That's none of my concern." He says with a shrug, turning away to serve another customer.
Savannah looked up 'drinking while one week pregnant' on her codex. "It won't kill it, but I'm gonna vomit profusely." She knocks back the drink, chugging it quickly before placing the glass down and stumbling over to Lazarus, the alcohol taking effect in about a minute. "Hey Laz!" Savannah smiled.
"A rather drunk sister. Excuse me, Syri." He sighs, before getting to his feet. Or... Tail. Whatever. "Hey. What are you doing? You're not supposed to be drinking." He whispers, frowning and tapping her stomach. "Something in here, remember?"
"Uhhh... Laz, I think you'd better get her out before she pukes her guts out all over the place. Burt will murder you." Syri says, raising her eyebrows.
"Yep. Good idea." He says, grabbing her in his arms and slithering out of the bar fast as lightning, before taking to the air and heading for his spaceship.
She barely hears him mutter something before they land, and he opens the door to his ship, before slithering towards his room and into the bathroom, where he leaves her next to toilet.
"Okay. What the fuck happened?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Said I couldn't fight worth a damn. Told me I was a terrible person. Went on to tell me that I was a whore who got myself raped." Savannah has a look of both sadness and anger in her eyes.
"Well, to be honest, he's right about the fighting part. You can't fight worth a damn." He brother says with a wry chuckle. "But the whore part was a bit uncalled for..."
He laughs and shakes his head. "Sure, sure... Just remember... Whatever happens is your fault, and yours alone." He murmurs, chuckling and taking off his own clothes. "Go on. Step into the shower. Turn on the water." He murmurs, grinning.
He grips her under the shoulders and chuckles, before reaching forward to turn on the hot water. "Didn't anyone ever teach you hot from cold?" He asks with a snort, as he picks up a bottle of shampoo.
He grabs the soap and lathers it up a bit, before rubbing it all over her body, cleaning her up as well.
"Uhhh... There's cum dripping out of your ass." He says with a muffled laugh.