The alcohol is always helping. It just happens to be in a more literal sense, in this case. And yet, Qrow caps the flask after that single drink, even though he's still coughing quietly to get that last bit of gritty dust out of his throat. Weiss isn't the only one conserving resources, and Qrow is acutely aware that booze doesn't appear to be easily sourced on this bizarre crystalline world.
Also, something something keeping his wits sharp, to keep his young companion safe from whatever mishaps might randomly befall them.
"And I'm not carrying you around after you pass out from hunger," Qrow shoots back, shaking the dusty bag of EDIBLE in her general direction for emphasis. Not a mature adult response, but Weiss isn't exactly being her most mature self either, now is she?
"Seriously," he adds in a more reasonable tone, licking his lips and giving the bag a puzzled look. "...it's actually weirdly satisfying?"
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Also, something something keeping his wits sharp, to keep his young companion safe from whatever mishaps might randomly befall them.
"And I'm not carrying you around after you pass out from hunger," Qrow shoots back, shaking the dusty bag of EDIBLE in her general direction for emphasis. Not a mature adult response, but Weiss isn't exactly being her most mature self either, now is she?
"Seriously," he adds in a more reasonable tone, licking his lips and giving the bag a puzzled look. "...it's actually weirdly satisfying?"