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"i'm not getting drunk," valyrym muttered, lowering his head to lap directly from the bowl while vatch held it. "hey!" vatch yipped, stepping back and pulling the bowl away. "vatch is not table! you take bowl now."
The Dragon In The Dungeon: How Far We Fall
"ah, yes," murmured the dragon. he dropped his muzzle down to his own drinking bowl filled with the dark ale, sniffed at it, and then lapped at the bowl until it was dry.