[the good news is that that earns James a laugh -- the bad news is that it's a mostly bitter sound, and as he takes the bottle from James, he raises it in a sort of mock-toast] Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm swearing off dating, at this point.

[never mind the fact that he doesn't open the bottle, doesn't drink from it. it's still the principle of the thing]

[he also apparently not keen on explaining (yet). instead, he exhales a breath, the life seeming to run out of him with it, and he tucks the bottle away into backpack before turning away] Anyway, uh. C'mmon. I think I saw a good place to climb from, over here.