It's another moment and another sip before Castor answers with the beginnings of a smile on her face. "I see why Shiro speaks highly of ye. Aye, you've the right of it, but it can be cold comfort when ye've got a friend that needs more than a smile an' a warm drink te get back on his feet."

She shrugs and busies herself with topping off Keith's drink, but there's something of a dark look on her face for a brief minute. "But if this is the best I can muster, then I'll muster it. Ye shouldn't be so hard on yourself in the meantime; speeches as such can get ye a long way with another person, I think."