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[ How Stern ever convinced him that traveling across the water in that box to accompany him to find a "bar" (a tool of some kind, he assumes) is beyond Yllit. Admittedly things had seemed much less painstaking before he discovered their destination to be beyond the vast body of water, requiring a ride in that cage--and this time he meant it. Much of his time within in had been spent fumbling around the interior, entirely disoriented and repeatedly asking how much time was left before their arrival.

At least it had had windows. And it was past nightfall--if it hadn't been Yllit shuddered to think of how horribly he might have further embarrassed himself, though anything more than what he currently felt seemed impossible. To be so obviously overcome with ineptitude in front of Qui'sol was...well, partially mortifying. Not because of a desire to appear impervious and hardened to whatever came his way, but to at least not have been so horribly debilitated.

But he's recovering from that now, finally, after sitting on the port and soaking himself in the moonlight while trying to catch his breath. His glowing hair and eyes garner obvious attention from the sailors at the docks, but he's kind of leering up at Stern right now 8| THOROUGHLY UNIMPRESSED. ]

That was...awful.

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[ Nope, because he totally got him some delicious booze. And as if on cue, a woman comes over with their drinks. Stern grins and shoots her a pleasant smile before pushing the smaller mug of whatever the weakest drink this place is at Lit. ]

Here, for you.

[ sdkjgs gdit stern he is a man he can hold himself!! Or...that's what he'd say if he knew what alcohol was, and no. He couldn't. But it isn't in Ublit culture to just turn down drinks, soooo Yllit will look down at the cup, blinking ]

....Thank-you.

[ This will be fun. And maybe informative. ]

You're welcome. [ He downs a bit of his drink, taking a moment to enjoy the pleasant burning sensation as it passes down his throat. Ahhh alcohol, you are wonderful. ]

[ sobbbbb WELL, YLLIT SNIFFS IT A BIT BEFORE HE TRIES A SIP ANYWAY, drinking it as if it might be water or some sort of juice--and coughing when it tastes NOTHING LIKE EITHER OF THOSE. It's like thinking you're going to drink milk and getting orange juice instead.

He sputters and coughs a little, pulling back and blinking rapidly because whoa, fizzy drink that burns wth ]

[ Stern tries, very hard, no to laugh. Managing to muffle it to at least a snicker as poor Lit coughs. ]

You okay?

[ sjkgjsk you jerk stern ]

My mouth--it's numb, fuzzy...it almost hurts. What manner of drink is this??

Heh, you'll get used to it. [ DRINKY DRINK. ] It's fuzzy drink, helps you relax.

Are you certain...? [ because these fizzy bubbles are really really strange to him )8 it feels like the drinks biting him--but he will try another, smaller sip ]

I'm certain. [ At least he didn't get him anything stronger!! ] Just take it slow.

[ God he would have died sdfkgs ]

It tastes...different than anything I have had before. Almost bitter.

[ See! He's such a nice guy, not ordering him something he'll die from. ]

There are sweeter drinks. [ Somewhere. In the universe. ]

[ B| how kind ]

I would like something sweeter a great deal more, I think... [ Not that this one is entirely bad--it's making him feel...lighter ]