G'raha is a touch winded by the end of the half-mile jog, but he's been through much and more that were worse experiences than this. When the water bottle is offered his way, he bobs his head in a bow of gratitude, offering a smile in exchange.

"I am inclined to agree, personally. However, as it stands with being a newcomer here, I thought it best to play along for the time being."

With those words being said, he opens the bottle and downs a few long sips from it, unbothered by the sharing of a drink. It's just what people do, isn't it?