"My only crimes are stealing this here flask and voting with the majority once or twice too many. There is no blood on these hands. My only regret is not paying enough attention to these matters and thinking they'd sort themselves out. And, well, not stealing a bigger flask. Obviously going to need it," muttered, eyes narrowing; a second later she hiccuped, sipped from the flask. "James tried making me believe he was innocent and sadly I thought he was at first. During that, he confided to consorting with ThatRPGuy, who has been suspicious enough. And maybe you, Kazyth or Ryven, are the third. If enough of you are swayed to have me killed, this ship will be losing another faithful, albeit drunk, crew member -- not a savage mutineer."