Don't believe in no-win scenarios

The stern-looking woman in armor is looking him over with eyebrows lifted even before the knight across the field notices. For that matter, so is her Ghost, the little bot in the curved shell managing to look skeptical even with just a mechanical eye to work with.

"Is that your first bottle?" she asks pointedly, while Celann's hurrying over. "You look three sheets to the wind already."

"Three and a half, I'd say."

"Captain! What do you think?" Celann is a little behind as he joins them, beaming beneath his mustache. "This ought to be marvelous fun, eh?"