[ and at the fire he is. jacket tossed on the ground next to him as he sits against a log, that look in his eyes they all get when it feels like it's been too long since their last trial, like they could be snapped up at any second to go die. so the company is welcome. ]
[ he holds up the bottle with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes, offering it to jeff. ]
gently slams some action on the table
[ he holds up the bottle with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes, offering it to jeff. ]
Tastes like shit, I'm tellin' you.