Winnie simply held out a hand to be given the bottle. She did not care when or how it was consumed, but she wasn't about to send him off to his place to get something less expensive, simply because they weren't exactly celebrating anything. She yanked the cork and took a long swig straight from the bottle, letting the liquor slide down her throat with that familiar burn. It was a delightful distraction.

Holding the bottle back out to him, she sighed softly, both her blanket and chemise slipping off her shoulder as she tried to settle her body and mind back into the bed. "I am so tired," She admitted. Her however-long nap certainly hadn't cut it and the sleep itself hadn't been restful at all. Win felt like she was either going to have to drink herself into a stupor or find a dreamless sleep potion sooner rather than later. She wondered if she had one in her bag...

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Dory drained both glasses he'd poured and discarded the cups on the bedside table. He was in no position to moderate her intake, nor did he entirely blame her for desiring the sleepy stupor of drunkenness. Hell, after what she'd gone through he wouldn't deny her a handful of dreamless sleep potions if that's what she wished.

"I'm off tomorrow. You can rest in as long as you need in the morning, I've nowhere to be." He said after shaking his head to deny the outstretched bottle. The liquor he'd already consumed was enough to make his blood warm and at least one of them needed to be alert on the off chance the bastard tried to come here. "I'd offer to brew a potion for you but I doubt you'll be awake long enough for it."

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Winnie took another long pull from the bottle as she felt the liquor running through her veins. This was good, it would certainly knock her out enough. "I will be getting my hands on a couple of those for sure." A good potion to quell the dreams and thoughts would be necessary to get through the next week or so, at least until things weren't so fresh.

"Maybe we should go to yours then?" Dory's bed was just as familiar to her as her own after all, and a bit nicer. "That way you aren't bored to tears if I have a decent lie in." The fact that he offered to stay for as long as she slept was not lost on her, but she didn't want to be an inconvenience to him either. Her appreciation of his dedication and desire to have him close shouldn't outweigh his priorities and duties. Not to mention if her assailant did get the notion to come find her, he certainly wouldn't know to look at Dory's.

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