"It took me a while to feel any effects of alcohol when I was an angel. I am curious as to how long it would take now that I am human." It was something he'd yet to try out, mostly because he didn't want to compromise himself while he was fragile and human, and usually when he wasn't under Meg's care. With Meg, he saw no reason to imbibe alcohol, although the curiosity was still present. "And as deals are typically sealed with a kiss, it would make most sense to make it official with one. Although I am currently sick and I doubt you have the desire to kiss me at the moment." It might not get her sick, of course, but he was currently in a state that was not considered desirable by any means and he didn't see her sealing the deal with a traditional kiss. "I accept the terms of this deal, however."
Meg had his rapt attention, not knowing what question she may ask and what it may lead to, but he knew he would begin to feel better the moment he answered her. "What question would you like for me to answer?" He assumed she didn't want him to answer her question from earlier and that was something he felt at ease with, because he wasn't sure of how he would have answered it. He didn't have the fear she'd leave after he was knocked out by the seemingly miracle liquid she currently was holding in front of him, but it was most certainly a possibility once he'd fallen into slumber.