Oh, I think you could, too. This hits, for reasons Alicent cannot effectively parse out, like quite high praise, although if she were in her right mind it should perhaps be the opposite. She does not fight the sensation, straightening up slightly where she's sat.

It's quite nice, for now, not being in her supposed right mind. Is that a result of all the times she has been pushed a hair too far? Maybe. She will have to split the blame between those two things, that she is considering following that direction, to try it out, as she accepts the flask again. She steals herself against the cough this time, before she drinks, and finds it easier to take a slightly longer drink from.

Whatever accomplish that amounts to, it is probably lost the next moment, when she ends up sputtering and failing to get the words out. "It - feels a bit unnatural. Although realistically, I think I have said much crueler things." Now why did she admit to that?