Stopping to regard the bottle for a moment, Gallus thought about his approach. He knew that Lorag was blunt and practical, but what Meesei said made that assumption not quite as useful. He took the bottle, turned it to get a better look at the label, and then looked to Meesei and Ri'vashi. "I can give it a shot," he whispered, "Although, it might seem a little odd for you to join in on a drink as an Argonian, wouldn't it? Ah, never mind."

Gallus then started to slowly stride around the tent to see Lorag first. He kept his eyes on the bottle as he came into view. "Evening, Lorag," he began, "didn't know you'd managed to lift this before we left." Gallus held the bottle up and gave Lorag a half-smile. "Mind if I share a bottle?"

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Tzirret gave an understanding nod. He didn't exactly know how to immediately respond, given that he didn't have to separate with any in his own pack this time. He spoke after a moment, peering around. "Where is S'nishi now?"

While Ma'tanza answered, Tzirret readjusted so that he was no longer leaning back and he could take Ma'tanza's hand in both of his. His previous question was really more out of curiosity, so he continued regardless of it. "And how is Ma'tanza feeling now?" he asked.