[Blue's eyes wince in sympathy, bracing for that wave of resigned disgust that comes with throwing that whole thing back. not all of that is entirely Rosinante's disgust, either; he had barely a sip of it the day before and can't imagine trying to keep more than that down!]
Will you...be alright? Having all of that. [he can't imagine all those trips and stumbles will make things percolate well...]
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Will you...be alright? Having all of that. [he can't imagine all those trips and stumbles will make things percolate well...]