Already ahead of ya, [he called, already heading for the bar. So long as he moved carefully and kept track of the chairs in his venture, he'd be fine...

At least, that was the plan.

He returned not long later with two large, cold glasses filled with an amber, sweet liquid. Setting one before Rei, he took his seat once more.]

Here-- it's cider. And be glad that they didn't turn back to apples on the way here.

...those whacky Shifts are still a thing, right? I don't wanna find a wooden bucket where the shower should be again.