... You know, Marc might not be against trying to brew some toilet wine, potential blindness or food poisoning be damned. But he's not sure they've got the time and-- really, it's just a kick to the nuts that they can't give adults some drinks here. What kinda camping trip is it without a few beers?

He huffs out a laugh though, turning to head back into the kitchen. "Yeah, well... that's pretty tempting, yeah? And it's all over the ship. Wonder how they even get a bottomless supply?"

Or maybe it'll dry up one day and that'll be that, but that's a depressing thought, isn't it?