"That'll be the shine," he said with a little lift of his glass and a sip, teeth bearing as he swallowed. "Bit rough for those that ain't had it before but it drinks. Always easier to get through a night with a bit of a buzz. Still wouldn't really call it alcohol. More like rust remover.." He swirled his cup thoughtfully and then brought his eyes back up to Malcolm's.

"I don't know if it'd help but you're welcome to a cup. You might wanna cut it with some water, make it less.. sharp to ya."