Rita shifts uncomfortably in her seating as Ubume speaks, hoping that the Sake would calm her mind at least."I'm sure you had a nice time looking at all the bland houses... I wonder how Gallia is with its sights." She shrugs, the sake already taking some of the anger away. She looks over rather obviously at the officer she points at, "Oh, is that orange sake? Or that a Rheinish mix?" She whispers almost, even looking envious as she takes another long sip from her sake. Before scrunching up her face and putting it back down on the table, having not yet gathered a proper taste for alcohol.