[ when he's given the "drink", mika stares at rafa and the umbrella. it's a little bit like something ferid bathory would do, but it's already been made clear that this rafa is nothing like the sadistic vampire that is ferid. this cheers mika up a little bit. ]
Thank you. [ he takes a sip, moving the umbrella out of the way. the flavor is disgusting, but he gulps the rest down anyway, like a man who's been dying in the desert. when he finishes it, he realizes his thirst, which had been creeping up on him. lowering the glass, he sighs. ]
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Thank you. [ he takes a sip, moving the umbrella out of the way. the flavor is disgusting, but he gulps the rest down anyway, like a man who's been dying in the desert. when he finishes it, he realizes his thirst, which had been creeping up on him. lowering the glass, he sighs. ]
I think it'll do.