Dead End nods, yes drinks. He doesn't quite get why that seems so odd to Rung, but it was probably just because it was him. Why any mech would want to go out drinking with him. Well. It just didn't happen.

Still Rung, even if he couldn't be fully trusted yet, was a nice guy. He could use the energy, and he owed him now.

Drinks it was.

"Sorry if I said something wrong..." He'd think of something else if Rung truly didn't want to go with him.

"I understand if you don't want to be seen near me."