She grins when she sees the bottle. Normally she'd crack it right now because fine liquor was such a luxury there's never a sense in waiting, and even now that she's holding off from it she's still happy to see it. She'll still keep it for the future when she knows it's safe one way or the other.

"Niiiiice. You want some?" she offers, padding back inside. And then he has to go and mention the C word.

The grin disappears but she still brings down snacks out of the cabinets. "I'm good. Still got time."