[It's hard to tell, but Chrom has no idea what he's been given, what it will do to him, and how it will taste. He glances between the bottle in his hand and the table, and then borrows a glass he sees there to fill it with the vodka. Only halfway.
[What is his life.
[Giving Viktor a light squeeze to his hand, he then knocks back the vodka... and immediately regrets it. He very nearly spits it out, but manages to swallow, only to wheeze and look at Viktor with an expression of utter betrayal.]
What the hell was that.. that...?! Viktor! Is this your way of scolding me for something??
[Even in his past life, he'd never been one for alcohol. At least, the harder stuff.]
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Date: 23 January 2017 23:15 (UTC)[What is his life.
[Giving Viktor a light squeeze to his hand, he then knocks back the vodka... and immediately regrets it. He very nearly spits it out, but manages to swallow, only to wheeze and look at Viktor with an expression of utter betrayal.]
What the hell was that.. that...?! Viktor! Is this your way of scolding me for something??
[Even in his past life, he'd never been one for alcohol. At least, the harder stuff.]