Small mercy, he took it off before Jadewing got back, set off to the side as those wide blue optics stared down at the table. Just didn't fit the Soundwave mold with that look on his face.

He barely looked at his drink, just grabbed it and tossed it back. Of course, he was no seasoned, hard drinker, he gagged and sputtered, shuddered and relaxed again. Like any proper teetotaler would.

"I don't think I'll be able to."