Oh, ew. [ Chalk that up on the list of ship secrets she's already assembling, things she didn't need to know and definitely won't go looking into any time soon. Then again, she's not mechanically inclined enough to even want to dig around in the inner workings of the dispensers, and if something goes haywire, at least there's someone on this ship who could attempt to fix it.

She'll be over here, staying far away from it, possibly even drinking booze. Something uncomplicated that she doesn't usually have to get from a machine. ]

Tell me about it. Don't jinx us, though. [ She peers up to him, wry smile tugging up one corner of her mouth. ] And maybe pour me some more while you're at it. I'm nowhere near buzzed enough to start thinking in hypotheticals.