[ Blade doesn't make a habit of indulging in too much of it at once, even if he does like to from time to time. He knows his limits, regardless of what kind of body he has nowadays. He remains silent for a bit to see how Yoru will react, to hear what he will say.

In some ways, it might be like the calm before the storm.

But, perhaps that is what makes it more pleasant. More monumental, than if it were something excessively chaotic.

Blade grants a nod at the response. ]

Just with you.

[ Instead of Jin, of course - he'll be fine with that, remembering what was said from bits and pieces about that wretched man. At this point, he begins to pour the drinks into the two glasses he brought with him. ]

It does. There are many reasons why people drink. To party, to celebrate, to commemorate, to encourage, and many more that can even make bonds that seem like they'll persist no matter where of the people involved have gone. Separate ways, or otherwise.

...I'll have no problem stopping you if necessary. [ He has trust in that. He won't let it get out of hand. ] For now, going at it slowly, and not overdoing it should help.