"What are you doing out so late?" he asks in return. But his tone isn't defensive or evasive; he sounds like he's teasing, rather than deflecting. It's a tone of warm conspiracy rather than of evasion. Of course, it is an evasion, but what of it?

He settles down without an invitation. Sufficiently far from Micah that he won't register as a threat, close enough to maintain a bit of intimacy. He yanks the cork from the bottle with his teeth. "I don't have glasses," he says - which is true, although it's certainly not because glasses weren't available; he's just after the intimacy of swigging out of a bottle together. "But." Barrayaran-style, he takes the first drink, and then wipes the neck of the bottle off with his sleeve. Then he offers it to them.