Will filled the glasses with cool, refreshing water after accepting his glass. Everyone made their toasts. Cora made her's to the group and Kyra while Phil made his to the past and future. Filling the glasses for a third time, Will stood up to make his toast. "Hmmm... To Yahtzee! Who boldly accepted a daunting task in the matter of minutes. May your potential take you far!" Will said before downing the third drink again. "All right then, I'm done." Will said sitting back down on his log. He refilled the ice glasses again while analysing everyone. Cora, pure but unsure. Philm who doesn't let on very much about his past and Yahtzee who he has yet to understand.