Vico's attempt at a smile looked more like a grimace, though he did loosen up the tiniest fraction once he retrieved a glass of his own and then promptly downed the entire fizzy alcoholic concoction in one go. It took a bit off the edge he felt at being so out of his element, but it also made a rush of heat bloom up his face for a second as the drink hit his system hard. Compared to his circle of friends, he had always had the least taste for liquor.

"What a shame, what with Creed of the Heart being such quality entertainment and all," Vico commented dryly, still showing too much teeth in his grin. It looked a little feral.