I don't know.....you did say that you were worried about passing out from it....

[That said, he finally manages to find someone with something that was almost, but not quite, entirely unlike a hot toddy. It wasn't warm, but the color was right, and there was something about the scent of it that was refreshingly familiar....]

This should work, [Waver muttered, holding the glass under his nose so he could appraise it further.] We won't die, anyway. Probably. There are others drinking it.