He watches her drink, his expression a bit more relaxed than it was a few minutes ago, but his gaze no less intent. "Interesting. Perhaps he knows something you don't?"
This one he savours, licking his lips after he downs it. Tequila was always good post combat because it allowed him to, if not revel in the savagery of the physical world, at least accept it as a necessary and natural truth. He sets the shot glass down with a careful and deliberate touch, and takes up the bottle, refilling their glasses with equal care and deliberation.
His crew usually never bothered with shot glasses, so the ritual seems to hold a bit of fascination for him. Like serving tea in little porcelain cups with the sugar in cubes, and little cookies on the side.
Hmm. Perhaps three in five minutes was starting to have an effect. Interesting.
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Date: 2009-04-23 09:16 pm (UTC)This one he savours, licking his lips after he downs it. Tequila was always good post combat because it allowed him to, if not revel in the savagery of the physical world, at least accept it as a necessary and natural truth. He sets the shot glass down with a careful and deliberate touch, and takes up the bottle, refilling their glasses with equal care and deliberation.
His crew usually never bothered with shot glasses, so the ritual seems to hold a bit of fascination for him. Like serving tea in little porcelain cups with the sugar in cubes, and little cookies on the side.
Hmm. Perhaps three in five minutes was starting to have an effect. Interesting.