Sombra gets a good deal of side-eye, though it does honestly seem like they're both a little more contrite about the whole thing. York's remarks in particular put him a little more at ease.

He shouldn't think poorly on this. They're drunk, obviously having a good time, and he's souring the mood significantly, isn't he?

Only one thing to do, then. Eyes flicker between her and the bottle, before taking hold of the peace offering with a nod and taking a swift swig for himself.

All forgiven.