William laughs and gives him a little push when he closes his eyes. "Don't do that in this crowd!" And oh, hey, bottle swap. The brown-bagged bottle is...kind of nasty, really, William's not sure what it might be, other than Things Mixed Together. He takes another long pull and then squints at Bahorel's gesture. "Good? I don't know what it is. D'you reckon you smoke it?"

He's expanded his horizons in Milliways.