"See? So even if he does come back, there won't be a problem. And if we end up needing to give him some of his shit back .. well, we can think about that if we need to, right? The hell's the saying .. we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. There you go."

He was really, really amused by how she observed the glass. He still wasn't going to tell her what was in it just yet - he wanted to see how she reacted to it before he let her in on the secret.

But when her question came across, he tilted his head to the side, genuinely contemplative. "Sounds good to me .. bottoms up, then?"