[He glanced at her, perhaps softening again just a bit, but he was also suspicious she was playing him. He shuffled on the stool he was seated upon and pushed the bottle towards her, if only for an excuse to stroke the inside of her wrist if she reached for it.]

He was. He was better than the PR gave him credit for, but he fucked up and landed in the fucking Arctic.

[Yet, the comment had a lob-sided grin momentarily appear.] I'd totally suck his dick. It's impressive.