[ When she lifts her beer and shoots him a questioning look, he just relaxes and returns one of his own, wide and easy as he lifts his own bottle in a mimicry. He swivels slightly on his stool, nudging the empty one next to him with his foot in invitation as he nods at it, shooting her a questioning look in case she'd like some company. He's content enough to play nice if she is, it's not like he cares enough about dominance bullshit to give a crap if she wanders in for a drink. ]
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