And Trahearne knew a challenge when he saw it. Usually. Oh well. He picked up the glass and took a generous swallow without hesitation. With all the horrible, questionable things he's had to eat to survive in a zombie ridden hellscape, he's not about to be afraid of alcohol.

He lowered the glass and coughed in the back of his throat. Psshaw, that was strong.

"Mm?" I did what you wanted, now speak up, come on.