[Diarmuid waves a dismissive hand, though there is just a bit of disappointment in his eyes for a moment.]

That's fine unless you just want to drink from the bottles tonight.

[He laughs and then starts to unpack the food from the many bags he was carrying. Hopefully, Grit likes leftovers because he is going to probably be eating them for a long time...]

If I ever come back, perhaps I will have to bring some of my fun glasses...