Bert steadied her with an ease that said he'd done this plenty of times before - as indeed he had, usually while drunker than this; Jamie's head for alcohol wasn't as good as Bert's, and he tended to be mostly passed out when they headed back up to the castle - and looked over at her with a little smirk. "Well, at least you ought to learn something from all this. Never trust dashingly handsome rogues who offer you drinks!"