[Don't worry, Izanami; after having his throat and nose burning, he doesn't plan on any hard alcohol any time soon.]

[Her words finally brought a smile back to his face, and he gave her hand a squeeze, a silent repeat of his thanks.]

I won't forget that again, thanks. And... [He paused, tilting his head curiously.] Tea sounds wonderful, but are you worried about how the others would react if they saw?