[ The bar isn't terribly cramped, so it should stand to reason that there's no need to get close enough to brush elbows or hips with the man as he ventures deeper behind the counter. There's few enough people around to notice, the occasional murmur of a person nursing one of their drinks the only indication that they're not alone without Childe having to look, and his gaze does a cursory sweep over the shelves to see what he has to work with.
Unsurprisingly, none of the bottles are familiar. The most he can compare them to are what he's had during special occasions and the like, but he hadn't been taken enough with them at the time for them to leave a lasting impression.
Truth be told, he's never actually had to mix anything that wasn't just fire-water and a glass to drink it in. His experience with these things is slim to none and it's probably apparent in the way he stares overlong at the stock of alcohol as though trying to come to a decision about what to start with first. He doesn't acknowledge Diluc's question until a few moments later, and even then it's less a proper response and more a casual, coy smile.
It's as he's reaching for one of the closest bottles on the shelf that he voices his question, turning to face the stock properly so there's no threat of him dropping them and making a mess. ]
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Unsurprisingly, none of the bottles are familiar. The most he can compare them to are what he's had during special occasions and the like, but he hadn't been taken enough with them at the time for them to leave a lasting impression.
Truth be told, he's never actually had to mix anything that wasn't just fire-water and a glass to drink it in. His experience with these things is slim to none and it's probably apparent in the way he stares overlong at the stock of alcohol as though trying to come to a decision about what to start with first. He doesn't acknowledge Diluc's question until a few moments later, and even then it's less a proper response and more a casual, coy smile.
It's as he's reaching for one of the closest bottles on the shelf that he voices his question, turning to face the stock properly so there's no threat of him dropping them and making a mess. ]
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