[ If anything, sharing unnamed drinks with one another seems to be well-received in Solvunn. No sense in shaming such a hallowed tradition, right? Once he's done, Himeka happily takes the horn back and another swig of her own.

But what he shares is a story--an important story, one of an artist. She would say that everyone likes music, or most people do. But it hits different when it's from a musician, someone with passion. Of course she doesn't track the references, but the feelings he has...when that moment that things just click and you feel like you know your calling? That she does get.

Her smile widens, even more so as his own grows. ]

Can it be a little of both?

[ In some ways she's a collector of life stories, but she will never grow tired of listening to people speak so fondly of what they deem important. ]

Something doesn't need to be complicated to be meaningful. I remember when I first had the Bismarck sandwich...such a simple thing! But executed to absolute perfection in a way that your taste buds will never be the same. And then you know that you would do anything to try and make something just as wonderful someday.

[ Himeka is looking a little wistful herself but quickly comes back down. It's hard not to when thinking about that sandwich that literally changed her life. ]

Sort of like that, yes?