"Things on the ship got a little messy. I made some calls I shouldn't have and turned myself in," she says, keeping it vague. She'd rather keep Wash's respect than lose it. "It's probably best I'm not behind the cannons, honestly. I'm sure you'll find someone to replace me."

She takes it, then holds it close to her chest. "Thank you. I'll probably be putting this to good use sooner rather than later."

It's not nearly enough booze for her to keep herself in an oblivious drunken state until her sentence ends, but it'll take the edge off a little. If she can't binge she can at least imbibe.