Keep still. [Archer almost rolls his eyes, but what he wants to say is 'don't keel over'. He's fast, though, grabbing two towels from a nearby bench and offering one to Caster. Overprotective mode on he hovers nearby Caster, ready to help or catch him if necessary. Archer makes sure he's seated securely before he goes away for a moment to return with two chilled beer cans.]
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Here. They only have local beer here.