[Beer always struck him more as a utility than a drink-- a means of cooling off in summer, warming up in winter, or dulling nerves sharpened to a razor's edge. Arthur takes another sip, this time actually considering the taste in a way he hadn't since he was twelve years old.]
S'pose it does. [He furrows his brow.] That good or bad?
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[Beer always struck him more as a utility than a drink-- a means of cooling off in summer, warming up in winter, or dulling nerves sharpened to a razor's edge. Arthur takes another sip, this time actually considering the taste in a way he hadn't since he was twelve years old.]
S'pose it does. [He furrows his brow.] That good or bad?