Cualli looks at the pouch, turning it over in her hands. She squeezes it cautiously and raises an eyebrow at Arkhip before putting the straw in it. She takes a small sip of it and looks confused, but not quite disgusted, by what she tastes.
"Well, it's not atrocious," she says after a few moments, "bearable, but... well, I'm just glad it's not something I'll be eating much." Surprisingly, she takes another small sip of it.
"I guess it's alright," she admits, looking at Arkhip again.