There is little in this world you would mind if it were asked of you, isn't there?

[He needs no additional prompting to pass the bottle. It warms him all the way down, makes this easier in its own little way. He rolls his shoulders and stretches his neck before he settles into a more lounging sit, far from the straight backed posture he was taking just moments ago.]

I... haven't allowed myself to think on such things. I never had the time nor the luxury. I fear it would be nothing but a burden for Estinien. He fails to answer the simplest lines of inquiries! I asked him where his attractions lay, yet he would not tell me. I think he might not know.