Miles holds up the bottle of wine in response. Though - looking at the state of her and her quarters, maybe he shouldn't have. Ah, well. He needs some himself. "A victory celebration, of course," he says, "if only a temporary one." The UC will be back, he can just feel it. Better to take some joy while he has it; better to do what he can while he has time.

He looks past her into the room, then back up at her. And - before she can potentially object - he slips past her, his small frame easily twisting around hers. "Get me a pair of glasses and I'll get us started."