He begrudgingly takes the drink. Well, since he did ask for this one, he supposes he should consume it. A small sip sends a cold trail down his throat straight to his stomach, causing him to shiver. It is a welcome chill, combating the heat of the day.

"Good enough. How much do I owe you?" he asks gruffly. Keep it impersonal, he tells himself. Even as he is coming to terms with the fact that his friend is very much real.