Logan noticed the shaking. It was hard not to considering how apparent it was. He didn't know her other than their conversation from earlier, but already he was concerned. His brow furrowed at how quickly she downed her first drink, and he watched as she almost finished the second.
"Pretty sure you told me earlier that you weren't going to stop trying," he said to her. "And you look like a pretty determined woman if I do say so myself. I mean, you came here barefoot." He nodded at her feet, and grinned. "Not judging," he said with a chuckle before he slid his bottle and glass to the seat right next to Julia. He took his bottle and filled up her glass to two fingers like before. Logan wasn't going to let her drink herself into oblivion, but he could tell when someone needed to calm their nerves. He had been there on more than one occasion himself.
He took a sip from his own glass. "I don't sleep much myself," he said in reply. "Old habits."