"I'm not surprised, ye got a face fit for the grill of a Ford." He vanished for a moment, only to return again with something that definitely didn't smell like coffee.

It smelled... bitter actually. Sharp. A tea of some sort, but strong and herbal.

"It tastes like the underside of a surgeons table, but it does the job, drink every last drop of it. Should help with the pain and perhaps give a small bolster to whatever magic reserves ye have."

Always worked on Kani, when he could get the siren to choke it down.

"I'm gonna ask ye to be an adult here and listen when I say let me see your back."