Oh well, that was more shifting than was prudent for remaining in another man's lap, but he was also certain that Cid wasn't going to attempt standing either. He only shifted to keep the other man stabilized; a head injury might be amusing but it would kill the light mood and who wanted that?

He reached out to take the offered drink and took a long sip, his arm returning to be draped casually across Cid's shoulders as he leaned back into the seat that he was currently occupying.

"Been awhile since a man gave me a drink. Usually that's my job," he remarked with an easy camaraderie. "We sharing or are you getting your own?" He didn't mind either way.