...Maybe later. [Or never. Never also sounds good. She's not quite sure how a shield would be like drinking, but she's pretty sure it's not the intended use. Not that she's an expert on magic or magical items, exactly, but call it a hunch.] Besides, you're still healing. I'm pretty sure even fake drinking is bad if you've got a hole in your back.

[That's less of a hunch. Harper doesn't listen when she tells him things like that, but no one can possibly be as bad as Harper about getting drunk at the worst possible times, right?]

But thank you. For the offer, I mean. [She reaches out to pat his arm again, since it went over well enough before.] You should probably try to rest at least a little. I'll still stay if you want.