There's something incredibly improper about having an Emperor pour his own wine, let alone pouring it for others, but right now Kuai doesn't care. That's how bad things are. Everything lately has been a disaster. Even the small gains they make are marred by even more setbacks. And while he wants to know what happened beneath the lake, he can tell by their faces that they likely don't want to speak of it.

Not yet anyway.

"I'm glad to see you returned." He eyes the wine, wondering if he should drink himself into oblivion. He generally doesn't just because of how much it takes, but if the bottle never empties... Well no reason to be modest in his consumption.

"A fine gift you've received." That seems a safe place to start.