[ It's no business of yours, Diluc says, right after answering his question. Childe doesn't miss the futility of that statement, hiding the smile that curls his lips behind the rim of his glass as he lifts it for another sip. ]
Feeling generous today, are we? It would be rude of me to be so inconsiderate. [ The liquor burns on the way down, sweet and potent, and he thinks he can taste each individual note behind the potency of the sake. He's pretty sure it's sake and the only reason it's called differently is because of the strength and the proof of the alcohol. But he's no expert.
Setting the glass back down on the counter, he props his chin on both hands, now, peering at the redhead with a thoughtful look on his face. ]
I'll take a Kiss on the Lips, though, if you're up to it. [ He says, and it'll be up to Diluc to try and reason out if he's actually asking for a smooch or if he's incorrectly remembering the name of the drink from the club which isn't much better, really. ]
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Feeling generous today, are we? It would be rude of me to be so inconsiderate. [ The liquor burns on the way down, sweet and potent, and he thinks he can taste each individual note behind the potency of the sake. He's pretty sure it's sake and the only reason it's called differently is because of the strength and the proof of the alcohol. But he's no expert.
Setting the glass back down on the counter, he props his chin on both hands, now, peering at the redhead with a thoughtful look on his face. ]
I'll take a Kiss on the Lips, though, if you're up to it. [ He says, and it'll be up to Diluc to try and reason out if he's actually asking for a smooch or if he's incorrectly remembering the name of the drink from the club which isn't much better, really. ]