[This is nice--nicer than he wants to admit, given the somewhat fraught discussion held in the town hall portion of the meeting. Now that business is over, however, the whole affair has devolved into socializing and relaxing, which Viktor he indulges, not necessarily opposed to it, for once. He checks in with friends, has a few scattered discussions about Cadens and his work, and then finds somewhere comfortable to sit on the porch, at Jayce's prompting.
Viktor lets Jayce settle next to him, then cranes over the plate before selecting the most dessert-like object on it (probably pie, or a brownie, or something). He knows he can't be chastised for any of this, because the food's not real--so he'll just indulge his sweet tooth. Still, he doesn't get much of a chance, not when Jayce promptly chokes on a drink. Viktor raises an eyebrow and holds out his free hand for the cup.]
You've never been able to hold it.
[This is the Horizon, so he's not overly-concerned with inebriation, but he can out-drink Jayce in the real world, too, and he'll never miss a chance to prove as much.]
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Viktor lets Jayce settle next to him, then cranes over the plate before selecting the most dessert-like object on it (probably pie, or a brownie, or something). He knows he can't be chastised for any of this, because the food's not real--so he'll just indulge his sweet tooth. Still, he doesn't get much of a chance, not when Jayce promptly chokes on a drink. Viktor raises an eyebrow and holds out his free hand for the cup.]
You've never been able to hold it.
[This is the Horizon, so he's not overly-concerned with inebriation, but he can out-drink Jayce in the real world, too, and he'll never miss a chance to prove as much.]
Here, let me try.