[ Considering how fast Kirk had charmed the leather off him the first time, and how he didn't have the safety of being self conscious right now, this was super effective. Oh boy. He swallows hard, eyes locked at the bottle and her lips and-
And then something occured to him. Recent development. Kind of how he usually doesn't look like this, nor was he two inches tall. His brow creased into a frown and then raised as he figured it out. Well, maybe. It'd be goddamn typical, considering this is the only person in the entire prison he was nervous about meeting. ]
No problem... Captain.
[ He casually took a swig of his own beer, even as his heart threatened to leap up in his throat and choke him. ]