[That's enough to get a small, sardonic smile out of him. Yujin chuckles quietly as their glasses clink together, then brings his whiskey up to his lips.]
Kanpai.
[It's not too bad for whiskey from the past, he thinks, the liquor rolling on his tongue. Even if it were, the alcohol-- and the company that comes with it-- are far more important. Tired as he still is, and looks, a weight is almost visibly lifted off his shoulders.]
You know, Miss Cabrera, we really should do this more often.
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[That's enough to get a small, sardonic smile out of him. Yujin chuckles quietly as their glasses clink together, then brings his whiskey up to his lips.]
Kanpai.
[It's not too bad for whiskey from the past, he thinks, the liquor rolling on his tongue. Even if it were, the alcohol-- and the company that comes with it-- are far more important. Tired as he still is, and looks, a weight is almost visibly lifted off his shoulders.]
You know, Miss Cabrera, we really should do this more often.