"It's... okay," he reassures. The fruity flavor is nice, he thinks. Hides most of the alcohol taste. He'd much rather have that than anything more 'proper'. But, of course, he's not going to argue with Steve. He likely wouldn't normally, and he's definitely not planning to while he seems to be giving him a hard time.

He watches the other man set the glass back down, and doesn't take it again. He has some questions, for example, why Steve is suddenly so set to apparently make a man out of him, and what exactly does that have to do with having a taste in alcohol. Naturally, he's too afraid to ask them, but it seems whatever amount of drink did make it in him is enough to loosen his tongue just a little.

"Do we have to?" he asks, definitely making an effort not to sound confrontational, but it definitely comes out more blasé than he intends. Hard to fake excitement for something that he's got plenty of bad memories about.