"I'm not a child," she muttered as a matter of habit. She was maybe in her mid 20s at oldest. Maybe. "Look, I've had magically created food before. I live in a sentient building, for crying out loud, I've eaten in multiple Towers, and Hallione. I'm usually more or less okay with all of that. What I want to know is why the actual happinesses whatever the happiness was in that wine knocked me flat like that. Even Barrani ale doesn't do that to me."