[76's eyebrows creep upward as she downs a solid third of the bottle, though he's honestly too impressed to be angry. In hindsight, this really shouldn't be surprising to him, and he supposes he deserves it for offering her the whole thing outright.]
All yours.
[She's earned it, at this point.]
Better than the rum, right?
[Not that those rations were very difficult to surpass.]
no subject
All yours.
[She's earned it, at this point.]
Better than the rum, right?
[Not that those rations were very difficult to surpass.]