[ He got up so she rearranged herself, Shifting more comfortably with her back against the arm of the couch and her knees pulled up to tuck her feet up close to her. She eyed the drink but was going to give it a minute before she had more, she had a very pleasant buzz going right now already. ]

Cute and he does bottle service, not a bad deal. [ She grinned and might have laughed lightly in a way that was most certainly not a giggle if only for the fact that Sarah did not giggle. ]

Doing the right thing, that is a loaded statement. Because right is subjective. Not sayin that there weren't some obvious bad guys in world war two, but these days it's a whole lot more complicated.

[ She nudged him gently with her foot. ] You're not though, you're not alone. Not unless you chose to be.