["everyone's coming out for tanabata," levi listens to the bartender explain, and they're not surprised by that. they carefully watch the bartender pour the sake while trying not to make it look like they're scrutinizing him too closely, and the look on their face trends a little closer to weary to avoid exactly that. it's what anyone of their assumed status would be feeling right about now.]
[the bartender continues. "chairs are more comfortable than the ground when you've had too much," he says with a laugh, pushing each cup over. levi takes theirs and mutters out a quiet kanpai before taking a careful sip. they're not unfamiliar with how to drink sake, though there's still the desire to tilt it back and drink it like a shot. they won't, though; they can't give themself away as a lost soul quite so quickly. it's just something else they'd had to learn to blend in among the zaibatsu they'd been bumping elbows with.]
[they take a look around the bar, absorbing everything as casually as they can; it's not as wise as it could be to case the joint once inside of it, but they've never claimed to be the wisest person in the world. they have a general idea of what's around them and what people they may have to watch out for, but the glance is over before they can draw suspicion about it—or at least, they think it is. it's probably fine.]
Looks like you're doing well. Like supporting local businesses. [they speak to the bartender in a low voice, the sentences clipped, but their tone genial enough.] Any fun stories with all these newbies?
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[the bartender continues. "chairs are more comfortable than the ground when you've had too much," he says with a laugh, pushing each cup over. levi takes theirs and mutters out a quiet kanpai before taking a careful sip. they're not unfamiliar with how to drink sake, though there's still the desire to tilt it back and drink it like a shot. they won't, though; they can't give themself away as a lost soul quite so quickly. it's just something else they'd had to learn to blend in among the zaibatsu they'd been bumping elbows with.]
[they take a look around the bar, absorbing everything as casually as they can; it's not as wise as it could be to case the joint once inside of it, but they've never claimed to be the wisest person in the world. they have a general idea of what's around them and what people they may have to watch out for, but the glance is over before they can draw suspicion about it—or at least, they think it is. it's probably fine.]
Looks like you're doing well. Like supporting local businesses. [they speak to the bartender in a low voice, the sentences clipped, but their tone genial enough.] Any fun stories with all these newbies?