Once upon a time, Allison didn't drink coffee, either. Back when she didn't know a single thing about her family legacy, or the shoes that she was expected to fill once she was older. But finding out about werewolves and the supernatural in general... Well. Her extracurricular activities managed to get her hooked on coffee in a way that not even her toughest classes in high school had.

"That they are," Allison nods in agreement, her expression a little hunted as she glances away for a moment. She could swear she feels the sword piercing through her again, and she shakes her head slightly as if that way it will push the thoughts away.

"Where do you work? Around here, I mean. Where were you assigned?"