"Yeah, not my usual look, but I turned into a horse for a bit, and when I turned back, my clothes were gone." And he's dead sober as he says it, unfortunately. That's exactly what happened, no hallucinogens or anything else involved. But fortunately, he doesn't have to stay sober, at least, not with Bee here. He takes the beer and raises it in a silent toast, giving her a half grin, before taking a drink.

He doesn't bother to ask if Gluttony herself has eaten anything. Of course she has. It's her whole thing. Besides, it's not like he's ever managed to successfully warn someone off the food.

"Shit's fucked," he says, nice and succinctly.