To his surprise, he actually follows through and fetches him a glass. That's what he gets for making snap judgments and letting his temper get ahead of him. Some people are more useful than they initially seem.

He takes the glass that's offered and swirls the liquid around. It gets one sniff before he takes a generous swallow. The burn is enough to get him to clear his throat, and once he lowers it, he seems momentarily fascinated by the fact. Then he takes another swallow to chase it down. (Compared to what he drank in the apocalypse... it's fair to say he's not as picky when it comes to booze.)

The glance back up is belated, though the sentiment is genuine for once. "Thank you."