[ hey, he's from the end of the world, so he knows a bit about not letting things go to waste, especially drink or food. he wasn't always the biggest alcoholic drinker (that was murphy) or even much for drug use (doc, of course), but even with the recreational stuff, sometimes you just had to take what you could get.
and with his experience in this ship, there was plenty to be offered, at least with the former.
though he gives a few glances around, his first time being in one of the private rooms considering his more crowded sleeping arrangement, it only takes his attention briefly before it falls back on her, gaze steady as she steps closer to him with bottle in hand. ]
Even if I was, I'd be okay with yours. [ almost instantly, he crinkles his nose with a smile, aware that he probably isn't being a smooth as he hopes to be, but at least he manages to grin at it before he takes the bottle, fingers gently grazing hers before he brings it to his mouth for a drink. the liquid burns a bit in his throat, but he manages it much better than he would have years ago, and when he tilts his head back down, he can feel the tickle of it on his lips, brushing his tongue lightly across it as his eyes meet hers. ]
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[ hey, he's from the end of the world, so he knows a bit about not letting things go to waste, especially drink or food. he wasn't always the biggest alcoholic drinker (that was murphy) or even much for drug use (doc, of course), but even with the recreational stuff, sometimes you just had to take what you could get.
and with his experience in this ship, there was plenty to be offered, at least with the former.
though he gives a few glances around, his first time being in one of the private rooms considering his more crowded sleeping arrangement, it only takes his attention briefly before it falls back on her, gaze steady as she steps closer to him with bottle in hand. ]
Even if I was, I'd be okay with yours. [ almost instantly, he crinkles his nose with a smile, aware that he probably isn't being a smooth as he hopes to be, but at least he manages to grin at it before he takes the bottle, fingers gently grazing hers before he brings it to his mouth for a drink. the liquid burns a bit in his throat, but he manages it much better than he would have years ago, and when he tilts his head back down, he can feel the tickle of it on his lips, brushing his tongue lightly across it as his eyes meet hers. ]