'Oh, of course. Thanks for the reminder.'

It was, sort of, what he'd been doing. But he's hardly going to admit it for real and anyway, he was also drinking himself into oblivion. It's the more fun option anyway and she seems good enough company. So he pours her a measure and gets up slowly to hand it over, moving stiffly though he tries to mask it.

'There y'are.' He looks down on her a moment, taking in her face, then moves back to his chair.

'You seem t'know me pretty well.'