Never underestimate a sailor's ability to create a new and better alcoholic beverage. Or in this case Captain Morgan. "Oh, then you are going to love bourbon," Kirk took a last swig of the rum before capping it and putting it back in his pouch. He wanted to drink the whole of it, but like water in a desert it had to rationed carefully and sparingly, each droplet worth its weight in gold.

"And how are we to take that? Out in the stars, or in the tent?" he inquired with a devilish tilt of his brow and a curl of his lip. "Though I am also taking that as a sign you have not yet bored of my company, Lord Biffy." The way he says 'lord' has more of an undercurrent of humor rather than true respect, but he at least got the title right, no?