Yeah, bog water is gross. Korrin reaches for the flask at her hip, offering it over. "Here, to get the taste of bog out of your mouth. It's just ale. Not great ale, but it doesn't need to be." It's mostly full, too, since she doesn't care to drink up before assignments. It's mostly for afterward, when she's tired of being sober in the hellhole. "And no, we have no idea how to return anyone. People arriving is not a brand new development, but it's still fairly recent."