[Timely, indeed. Subtly, he shivers as the Chroma softly blooms through him, and already he suspects that he'll like this place just fine. Given to small and easy acts of physical affection as he is, he's likely to fit right in.

Julian listens as they walk, glances upwards with an appreciative laugh as the fireworks light the sky, then quickly casts his gaze in his companion's direction. As first weeks go in a strange new world, this certainly beats the last one he found himself flung into.]

Fire-whiskey, eh? Can't say I've ever heard of it, but I would like to try it.

[Because 'fire' and 'whiskey' together in a name can only be a good thing, right?]

And oh, let me see. I'm rather partial to seafood. Lobster most of all, but! When visiting a new place, one ought to try the local delicacies.