It was Repageroy that opened his trade menu next with fast, deft hands. He easily swiped it to his lips once the drink had materialized and passed it along to the next person. He had other things on his mind than the two fallen members, both of them he barely knew anyways. He made his way to Pterrophos. 
	"Hey man, look," He began his palms outward towards his team mate. "You don't plan to have the celebration in a safe zone or something, right?"

Meanwhile, Durdansa looked on from her spot far down the line. Her vibrant red hair blew softly in the wind, the braids not flowing as much as the loose hair in her high ponytail. It bothered her that these two men, both of whom hadn't really done much for their team, were being celebrated. With that in mind she decided to pass on the potion being passed from player to player. He seriously called them 'their finest?' Please. They weren't even close to 'their finest.'