I'm as chill as the fuckin' iceberg that hit the titanic.

[He wishes you would stop swigging your applejuice like a douchebag goddamn. Or maybe he's just jealous. Maybe he wants something to swig. Like a nice adult beverage. A beer would be fucking awesome right now. Or maybe something a little stronger. Definitely something stronger, yeah.]

No. I think you're forgetting that you're still the little Strider in this situation. I do what I want.