[He's conflicted, because on the one hand, just what exactly was going on here, and on the other ... free alcohol. Figuring it can't hurt, he sets aside the wood carving and reaches for the bucket, taking and uncorking a bottle in one swift, practiced movement. Koltira looks back at Bariyan over the mouth of the bottle as he drinks, wary.]
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Is that right? About what, precisely?