"You suggested 'hand service', for one. I'd be happy to participate in something like that in exchange for a salacious story or two." Torin answered simply, sipping periodically from the bottle. He assumed his body was acclimatising to the liquid - which, itself, was a worrying thought - as it was no longer making him feel like he'd been gut-shot with a bolter.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>