[Saleh takes a few more sips of his drink, now getting used to the bitterness, and can drink with a straighter face. While he's wondering why Isaac is here, he doesn't feel the need to ask yet. He drinks faster now, until the glass is empty. But then his stomach feels nauseous; Saleh sets the glass down, holding his torso and swaying a little bit. Maybe he drank too fast?]
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