[ Moira laughs - not the usual cruel and harsh tone that she had around him these past few years, but a genuine chuckle of real amusement as she gives him a mockingly disbelieving look. ] Do you even know how to stay out of trouble, Jesse?

[ When he's raising his glass for a toast, though, the look is replaced with one slightly more stunned, before swiftly changing to that of thought as she plays with her glass for a moment. It was easier to feel a decade younger for a moment, the nostalgia of Blackwatch and the times when maybe they hadn't all hated each other quite as much as they pretended to some days. ]

Mmm... To old habits, then. [ She raised her glass to meet his. ] Since we seem to be surrounding ourselves with them at the moment.