[Despite the misgivings, the ice is as sturdy as any other piece of ground. Koltira eyes Ashraf as he reaches to take the bottle. He hasn't had a drop in days and he's not about to look a gift horse in the mouth, but Ashraf's obvious recalcitrance is still getting to him. He says, lightly.]
I realize that I'm dead, but this isn't a funeral, you know.
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I realize that I'm dead, but this isn't a funeral, you know.