Anastasius took another long pull and shook his head.  "That is not asking," he said but then the sound of stomping above and a shout told him they'd arrived.<br/><br/>He sloshed the wine and peered down at her, then tipped the skin to dribble wine onto her nipples and breasts.  Then he lifted the skin and poured the a mouthful over her lips, not concerned over whether she opened them to drink it or let it splatter on her face.<br/><br/>"But I need to aid in docking us, and I can't let you go thirsty.  You're valuable property after all..."