"Mm." Yes, there are words hanging on the tip of her tongue, but they're the sort that Shura was trying to avoid. But since she's feeling the beginnings of a buzz starting to build and Strange is filling her glass, Shura goes ahead and says them, her voice low and quiet.

"It ain't like I'm your wife, so I can't really tell you no." And Shura knows what she would say if she let herself get tangled up with Strange like that. She can't imagine married life with him, but she knows the answers to very specific questions, and it annoys her.