"A little hair of the dog, then?" She asked as she unscrewed the lid and handed him the bottle. She'd been quite tempted to take a sampling of it herself, having dabbled in whiskey quite routinely during her schooldays at Spence. But that would just bring her sorrow, and she wasn't ready to delve back into that so soon after having calmed slightly. "Is that why you've come for Torin? To drink with him?"