[ He grins at that uninterested expression on her face. She has a fair point, after all – the only folks who managed to keep up with him were the members of Chisolm’s little mercenary band. Men from all sorts of walks of life who were just as familiar with the bottom of a bottle as Faraday is and had been.
But more than that, he grins at this easy back and forth between them (and it’s worrying what a relief that is, that they just might be slowly reaching something close to normal for them). Reaching over, he lifts up the bottle by the neck, gives it a bit of a shake – as if the gesture might be enticing. ]
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But more than that, he grins at this easy back and forth between them (and it’s worrying what a relief that is, that they just might be slowly reaching something close to normal for them). Reaching over, he lifts up the bottle by the neck, gives it a bit of a shake – as if the gesture might be enticing. ]
You callin’ it there, then?