[ She nods at his question, tapping a finger lightly to the side of her glass. Whiskey, or something like it. She's about to warn him about the potency of the liquor they're being served but she bites back an amused quirk of her lips when he learns about it soon enough. But given the past few days, they've all earned a good stiff drink. ]

Good point. [ Peggy lifts her glass and angles it to the light, thoughtful. ] Given everything we've left behind on Thesa and at home, that's certainly cause for celebration. Although I don't know if anyone around here knows the finer details of how we've arrived. [ She takes a sip, savouring the burn. ] And I'm not about to offer them to just anyone who asks.