"Of course, you." She takes the water, and Jade's grateful. Maybe water's what she needs to clear her head.The longer the pleasant fog remains, the more she can tell it's going to morph into a headache soon. After a moment's consideration, she offers the uneaten half of the s'more to her friend, in case she's hungry. It seems like a logical trade.

"I heard you braved Micah, Jeffy, Charlotte, and a potential bear, for some alcohol. Were there wolves, too?" She's always a fan of embellishing a story, and smiles hopefully.