[He blinks, for a moment staring at the glass as if he doesn't understand the gesture. That entire mess with Yashiro--stupid as it was, silly, the man just couldn't do as he was told, or at least couldn't even properly refuse, going ahead and saying unnecessary things--has made him briefly forget that there are other people with proper manners...
The ice that had built up around him seems to crack slightly, and though he doesn't smile, his lips pull ever so subtly.]
...À ta santé, mon ami.
[That clink seems to settle something in his heart.]
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The ice that had built up around him seems to crack slightly, and though he doesn't smile, his lips pull ever so subtly.]
...À ta santé, mon ami.
[That clink seems to settle something in his heart.]