[In reaction, despite the language barrier, Chrom finds that he can understand what's being spoken, anyway. Other than a slight shift in tone, it all sounds like the same language to him. His cheeks burn in embarrassment. "Not man enough" huh....

[Chrom still looks a little unsettled when Viktor talks to him again, and he gives a suspicious glance to the bottle of vodka.]

...It can actually taste good? I feel like, trying to drink that, I was trying to consume something that wasn't something I should.

[Still blushing up to his cheekbones, he keeps his gaze averted from everyone else. What if he really wasn't man enough for Viktor? Ah, no. Viktor had never said such things, and even defended him, so it obviously wasn't true. Taking a breath, he glanced over to Yakov, willing some of his blush to go away.]

Furthermore, I don't appreciate being insulted over this, sir Yakov. Maybe you should try arguing my manliness after you've got some experience in swordplay under your belt. I'll gladly duel with you to see who is stronger.

[He knew that manliness and drinking had the exact same bond as manliness and swordplay: absolutely none.]