Vincent furrows his brow. He only knows the Winter Guard by reputation and general access files. A flick of his wrist and mild exertion of will swaps the vodka in the bottle with water, storing it elsewhere for now. He's not in the mood to argue, and just listens, watching the other injured member for any indications Irina might need assistance.
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