"Yu-xiong is fine," Runyu offers after a moment's consideration, deciding he likes the sound of the familiar address and shortening it to Yu-xiong will make things easier if he ever decides to offer the endearing mortal his true name. Then, to the matter of that question—
"...I am happy to drink with you, but I warn you I do not have a particularly strong constitution for alcohol," he confesses with a quiet, slightly embarrassed laugh. And then proceeds to order a second bottle of wine and a dessert as well. He's still feeling the effects of the octopus he consumed earlier, entirely unbeknownst to him, so he's been unable to take his eyes off Huaisang this entire time. Something about the mortal is... transcendent. He could gaze upon those soft features, those full lips and round cheeks, for a century or so with ease.
"What has been your favorite part of this world so far, Huaisang?" he goes on to say, enjoying the syllables of the mortal's name being formed upon his tongue.
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"...I am happy to drink with you, but I warn you I do not have a particularly strong constitution for alcohol," he confesses with a quiet, slightly embarrassed laugh. And then proceeds to order a second bottle of wine and a dessert as well. He's still feeling the effects of the octopus he consumed earlier, entirely unbeknownst to him, so he's been unable to take his eyes off Huaisang this entire time. Something about the mortal is... transcendent. He could gaze upon those soft features, those full lips and round cheeks, for a century or so with ease.
"What has been your favorite part of this world so far, Huaisang?" he goes on to say, enjoying the syllables of the mortal's name being formed upon his tongue.