"Come on, sweetheart. We don't bite," Ais says with a laugh as he downs his drink in one. It's strong, you know that, and yet the Monster doesn't even flinch. He could probably drink you under the table if he wanted. "Unless, of course, you like that," Vere suggests, a smirk crossing his full lips. The timing is horrendous, considering you just took a sip of your drink and end up spluttering it down your cloak. "Aw, poor thing," Ais says, and if he weren't so handsome you'd be annoyed at him.