[ Ephemera raises an eyebrow. Considers whether he really wants to take alcohol from a stranger who already claimed it might be suspect. And then he considers what his life has turned into lately, and the fact he's been drinking nothing lately but fake moonshine in an AI's simulation. ]
Cool.
[ Why not, right? It's probably not going to kill him.
He takes the glass. Tips his head back and drinks. ]
no subject
Cool.
[ Why not, right? It's probably not going to kill him.
He takes the glass. Tips his head back and drinks. ]
Huh. Not bad.