"Would make more sense, if I had more shoelaces." He decides, and yes, that makes him feel better for some reason. Kellen doesn't seem caught up in these things, like they are trivial matters but not without merit. He's never had that perspective before, but somehow, it makes him feel better.

He sniffs at the bottle before tilting it to make a hesitant gulp, using his tongue to work the bit of cork out of this mouth to spit over the edge. He doesn't make a face, instead just blinks and licks over his lips before handing it back. "Yeah, once. Didn't like it."