Was thinking about it. [ But Rokurou brought up a good point, which raises Eren's spirits. And his glass. Again to his lips, before he swallows with a smile that he hides behind a hand. ] Now, not so much. Just don't tell her I played along. I know better now.

[ Though he says that, Eren sees plenty more opportunity for dumb fun like this in the future. It wasn't something he thought very likely given that most of his friends were modest, subdued, and ultimately quite reserved - exactly the opposite of how Rokurou's presented himself so far.

That realization makes him wonder how he presents himself. Eren takes a quick look at what he's wearing and immediately reaches for his own neck, undoing a button - the winter coat he had on was doing him no favors inside the comfort of a restaurant. Coupled with a good drink, most would be on their way to being red as a tomato, but Eren seems to handle it well.

The hand he offers to Rokurou is steady as can be. ]

I'm Eren. Velvet's my good friend. Can't say if she'll be excited to see you, but is she ever?