More pirate grog went into the cup with a crimson splash, and as predicted, the chill of the day wasn't so severe after you had a few. Biologically and all that nonsense (sometimes he paid attention when the twinsies talked science!) alcohol did not warm you, but for Killian it seemed to have that effect anyway - perhaps it was the comfort of it, something psychological. "Never know until you try, correct?" he attempted to add a little dash of hopefulness, despite his proclivity toward, well, darkness. The kind that would always live within him, the black splotches on his heart.
"At least this way you can say you tried after all - and you never know, even just something simple could help someone else here." It didn't have to be anything grandiose; oftentimes that was the case anyway. A listening ear or a little perk to someone's day. "Never hurts to have allies, right?" he winked.