[ Wen Kexing is in the middle of taking the bottle of alcohol from Zhou Zishu, intending to heat it with his qi since they are lacking in proper heating options while inside a tent. He looks up in wide eyed surprise, both at Stephen's change of heart and Zhou Zishu promptly throwing him under the boat. So much for loyalty. And yet, Wen Kexing can't help a small smile from creeping in. It may just be humoring, but he's still touched.

Awkwardly clearing his throat, he lowers the bottle back to the table and sits up a bit straighter, attempting his best official posture as he surveys their tent. ]

Ah!

[ Grabbing an empty bottle with probably too much enthusiasm, he sets it on the floor a little away from their table and sticks a nut in the hole, plugging it shut. Then he takes what was once the stopper, firmly impaling it on the end of that so the small top is sitting just above the actual bottle. ]

Knock that off without breaking the bottle. If you don't drink what do you do? Seclude yourself in caves and meditate to become immortal?