"Are they? Well, fuck them and their fancy ships too then." He grunts, looking at Yuffie, then at the bottle. For someone from the Circle of the World, it would hardly be an issue for someone of Yuffie's age to get completely boozed up, so he hands it over with a shrug.

"You don't have any Chagga, do you?" Logen asks, already aware that the chances for that are basically nil.