There is laughter when he's accused of twisting Nadia's arm. "I didn't need to get violent on her. I think she was eager to get blooter'd so that talking to me for a wee bit longer wouldnae be so painful." he winks at the Brazilian.
This is exactly why he's wanted to come here with Bunny and bring Nadia. Nadia is someone who had been as alone as he and Buinny had been, trudging through the jungle - mile after mile and it is her tenacity to make it, to hold onto that hope that things would be okay when she got here that he undeniably respectys. He can't imagine what it would feel like to arrive and not find Bode or if Bunny didn't find him. It's fucking scary and terrible and he can't blame her for feeling unsure but he wants her to know that life can be good. That friends are available and people are making it, families, lovers....they are surviving and thriving.
Bunny's squeezing his hand and he pulses his hand back, just as grateful as she is that this crazy man, Bode Coldiron is part of their lives and everything they've gone through has brought them all here.
Actually, he feels so grateful that he can't even burst Bode's bubble in anyway. Where usually there would be some jab thrown in his direction he sits back, lovingly holding Bunny's hand and letting his goofy haired friend show off the engineering masterpiece he has constructed out here in the wasteland.
Though, he does feel the need to defend his taste in moonshine, "I loch th' original. There's somethin' pleasin' knowin' ye are actually havin' a bevvy. At least tae me." and he's licking his lips. "I could do with a bevvy now, matter of fact."