She reached out to take his hand, the one that wasn't currently full of deceptive tankard.

"As a sister of the Air Nomads, I have taken a vow not to harm any living being, and that vow includes helping them do harm to themselves."

She tried to squeeze his hand comfortingly, but while she was more than usually fit for a nun, her strength didn't lie in her hands.

"Now, how about you finish your medicine and tell me a little bit about yourself? It doesn't have to be about why you're trying to drink the world away." Pause. "Unless you want to talk about that. As your barmaid, I'm here for you."

She leaned in to listen, without a trace of insincerity.