Pietro lets him pour the alcohol gratefully. "No shit. I don't really care if I'm here, I guess. But I mean, you've got people like Shiro-" Shiro. His stomach flips the moment he realizes he has no idea where she is.

He needs to call her. Soon. The idea that she might've been injured in all this...

...when he's done here. As soon as he's done here. He shifts in his seat a little. "Sorry, man. That has to sting, and I don't mean the gunshot."