[ When she comes back, he's nibbling at the tail end of the chicken sewer that he had dipped earlier. His glasses have a bit of fogginess in them. But watching her come back, bearing a water bottle and some tequila... He can't help but admire it. And actually he's mildly surprised she didn't get milk ]

You avoid the pepper flakes and get used to it, you might be okay!

[ He shakes his head ] I didn't know you were bad with spice. You good- uh... I mean, are you okay with Tequila?

[ He's not seen her do it and he knows it fucks up Masaomi even if he likes it ]