Ace accepts the flask, tipping it back with the same motion Bernice once spent a long time trying to teach her, swallowing a dose of the contents that would have done a hardened drinker proud. Grimacing, she hands the flask back. She takes a couple deep breaths to steady herself a bit, looks once over her should to make sure that no one had followed them, then begins.
"You know how there's regular troublemakers in the universe, and then there's the ones that even the Doctor hates going up against?" Ace asks, her voice nowhere near steady. "Fenric beat the Doctor. He won, Jamie." She looks down at her hands, suddenly unable to look her fellow companion in the eye.
"And I helped him win."