He hadn't said anything. She had. It was kind of cute that he kept taking responsibility for things she had been saying that had upset herself. Silly boy.
She had never really expected him to cheer her up - just to keep her company. And as long as she wasn't screaming at him to get out, he was doing his job. Ed took the bottle from him and saluted him a bit. Carrying it out towards the living room, he sure as Hell better follow if he expected any more from it.
Flopping on the couch, she took another longer drink from it apparently content to drown her sorrows really quickly so they didn't get a chance to catch their breath. "Well I didn't expect you to fill it with anything else, mate. It's not like you can get roofies on this island," she teased.