Bel gives a brief hand squeeze in acknowledgement, but keeps his grip loose. With his other hand, he brings the glass up to taste the brandy. He wasn't particularly expecting the peppery flavor but it wasn't bad. Tasty, in face.

But he did see what Barcus meant about the more unusual effects of the brandy, beyond just the effect of the alcohol. Barely a few sips in and Bel found he was already struggling not to chew on his own cheek or lower lip. "I don't know how you are managing two of these."