He accepts the bottle from Leo, shakes two out, and swallows them dry. They won't do much - his system will filter them out pretty quickly - but they should take the edge off for a bit.

"It's a fairy thing," he lies easily. "I didn't realize we were built so much tougher than humans until I accidentally put one through a table in a bar fight."

He's going to need to explain that, and he knows it. He'd rather explain that than why he's so much harder to kill than most people.