Mal has the canteen unhooked completely and ready for her in a bare minute, his other hand calmly accepting back the cigarette so he can lay it back between his own lips.
The effort to keep himself from actually laughing is enough that it leaves his face crinkled up into amused lines so over-taking that you can barely make out the black eyes. "Perhaps not." Is all he says in reply, however.
"Take a few sips and you can keep the canteen for now; you'll probably want a few more as we go along just to help remove the taste." The medic looks up and around again, performing his now-routine scan of the area, puffing in and then continuing to speak on the exhale in a rather draconic manner. "I don't think we'll find what I'm looking for today so perhaps we should take a wag around for what you want."
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The effort to keep himself from actually laughing is enough that it leaves his face crinkled up into amused lines so over-taking that you can barely make out the black eyes. "Perhaps not." Is all he says in reply, however.
"Take a few sips and you can keep the canteen for now; you'll probably want a few more as we go along just to help remove the taste." The medic looks up and around again, performing his now-routine scan of the area, puffing in and then continuing to speak on the exhale in a rather draconic manner. "I don't think we'll find what I'm looking for today so perhaps we should take a wag around for what you want."