[He stared at the glass for a while, contemplating if he could even fit any more liquid in him. Then he sighed lightly and started drinking it.]

T'morrow. Hangover or no, you'll probably find him tendin' to his animals. I wouldn't put it past him to try and power through even the worst rager of a headache.

[A dry chuckle, after a moment.]

Wouldn't put it past me, either. Which is why I have a feeling he might try.