He didn't argue the offer, aware as well that the water would help and honestly grateful for it. A slim trickle of water escaped the corner of his mouth as Asra drank, and he wiped it away before holding the skin back out to Greyjay.

"Ah..." Asra had the decency to flush at the other man's words, glancing away again. As much as it frustrated him and annoyed him, Greyjay hadn't been anything but open, honest, and civil about what he was. He didn't like what that seemed to be, but he had met worse people.

"Alright," he grudgingly murmured. "I don't agree with what you are or like it even a little, but I won't say anything more out here." For now anyway.