Kostos takes it. He doesn't hesitate. He says, "I am not going to say thank you," for two reasons that he isn't going to explain out loud: first, because it went horribly last time he said thank you, and second, because this is clearly for Anders' own good. He's had enough. Before he starts drinking properly himself, though, Kostos holds the tankard poised near his mouth and eyes Anders again. "What does what I am have to do with you trying to drown yourself?"