Ale

You hesitate a little, but decide to take him up on his offer of kindness. "If it wouldn't be too much to ask for, I'd love some ale. If you'd believe it I'd had quite the upheaval in my life, recently." You say this with a bit of snark. The Dwarf shoots up out of his seat, seemingly beaming with your continual presence. You briefly wonder how lonely this man really is. "Ay, 'm glad you'll be staying with me fer a while! Truth be told I've been in need of a bit distraction." He says this while making his way over to the small kitchen present in one of the corners of his cave home.

"So, kid, yr' wantin' to elaborate on your great upheaval?" Turning to you, you are presented with an almost comically large amount of ****, harkening to stories from your old world of Dwarves being heavy drinkers. Quickly understanding your apprehension, you are then propositioned to share with the dwarf, but not after he chides you for your lack of balls. "Hahah. Shouldnta thought a human could keep up wit' an old man like me. Would ya' feel better if we shared the glass? I know some of ya' lack the balls ta' down the whole thing.

This leaves you a little miffed that he would dismiss your man hood so readily, but he's right, if you were to drink something like that in one go you'd be pretty fucked up. Besides, this might just be a dwarven drinking thing. If they are like any of the countless pop-culture dwarves of your past world, he should really like to drink.