"God, yes." He looks back to the man, nodding to the offer, then takes care to make sure his oars are safely tucked into the boat. Their two little vessels are in danger of parting, so he reaches down to remove a rope from around the picnic basket in his boat and uses it instead to tie the boats together.

He hadn't really taken a look in the basket, but now that he does, he's pleasantly surprised. He has two bottles of wine and also a mason jar that looks very much like it's filled with blood. "Looks like we've got backup. I may need it, if I'm going to feel the stuff." It usually takes quite an amount before alcohol makes an impact, but he's willing to try.

He takes the offered bottle and takes a swig from it. It's very good wine, he'll give it that. When he's finished he turns the bottle around to look at the lalbe, but he doesn't recognize it.