"Good idea."

She wouldn't have been against giving him a drink of something alcoholic if he wanted it for his nerves, but nothing too strong. Water's better; she'd rather he be sober. Easier to avoid screwing anything up if they're both clear-headed.

She pours them both a glass from the filtered pitcher she keeps in her fridge and hops on the counter, facing him. "So, you still feeling good about our plan? Just checking in, no pressure."