Her frown holds steady as he drinks, which isn't all that surprising. She'd never been a big fan of his drinking habits, though she'd be quite the hypocrite to say anything about it these days. No, its that tone of his that both catches her off guard and keeps that frown in its place.

"....What the hell are you talking about?" There's a bit of indignation to her voice, surprised that this was even still an issue. Then again, this wasn't her Reno. "You know just as well as I do - or maybe you don't, in which I'll tell you - that I was originally brought on as temp until you got better. There wasn't plans for me to stay with the Turks once you had recovered. At least, that was my understanding of the situation."