Andrej examines the fellow again again. This whole thing is very odd.

"No and no, it is drinkable. An alcohol." He tries a couple terms, with still no idea where the man is from - and it is 'man' in Andrej's mind at least. He grew up on Azanry, but his education and time in Fleet had been very multicultural indeed.

To be honest, Andrej doesn't think he was drunk when he went to bed this last time. Was he? There had been so many horrors on the Ragnarok that it wasn't unusual. But then again, Captain Lowden was dead now. His mind was troubled over other, more complicated things now, things that seeking oblivion in the bottom of a bottle would not help.

"Tell me, where were you before being brought here, do you remember?" Maybe that will help sort things out.