“As to you being tied up…I think we’ll leave you there for the time being, for some reason I don’t quite trust you.” He lifted the flask to his own lips and took a long draw before once more lowering the flask to her lips. “Now, will you take a sip or shall I save it for myself?” "Well of course I'd rather ye not have knocked me out at all... I suppose the drug better than yer fist, but I dinnae enjoy having no control over me own body." Her eyebrows raised slightly. "Ah, I'm hurt ye don't trust little old me. What could one thin lass of 20 do to a big strong man like ye?" Her eyes lit slightly when he told her the contents of the flask. "Whisky? Now that's a drink I enjoy." She watched as he took a sip, then returned the flask to her lips. Yuki sipped at it, enjoying the burn