It started with a little glass that Han Shin brought for Zein. A harmless wine with a low percentage catered to people with a normal constitution like guides and civilians.
"I never drink," Zein said with a frown.
It was easy to understand why--Zein never touch something that would result in him losing consciousness. One could easily imagine what might happen to a guide with a pretty face who couldn't say no or fight back. So he had never touched one, although it might be easier to find a bottle of booze than a bottle of fresh water in the red-zone.
"I know," Han Shin already guessed that might be the case. "But just a little bit is alright, isn't it?"
The guide was in a different environment right now, and Han Shin wanted to show the guide that he was in a safe place. That he didn't have to feel too scared or too cautious of things anymore.
"Don't worry, you're safe here," he patted Zein's shoulder reassuringly, spreading his arm around. "It's just Trinity."
