"You haven't seen my liver, it's freakin' adorable, far as livers go. Though maybe not as irresistible as the rest of me, guess it depends on whatcha like best." He said quickly. He'd grown up learning how to make smooth recoveries, he'd witnessed his mother's hot and cold readings and had watched her come back from the most uncomfortable or awkward moments. It had been a skill he'd picked up on fairly quickly and now it was a reflex for him as much as breathing was. It was nothing for him to throw her a bit of a lifeline and bring things back around.
"'Haven't." He said, watching her move. "Not to bring things back to my liver an all, but is it safe? I mean, as safe as alcohol is. I don't think I'd look near as irresistible if I were bright blue with green spots, or whatever else it could do to me."