No, not me. [ He chuckles again, shifts his eyes as he watches Alhaitham move the bottle back and forth between the two of them. ] You're thanking yourself, remember? Since you wanted gratitude so much...

[ He nudges the bottle a little more firmly in the other's direction, watching the last half inch slosh around in its base. ]

Drink. A reward for being so polite.

[ A pause, and then: ] What would you have to thank me for anyway?