[viktor eases as the mood lightens- good, he seemingly said the right thing, he thinks. and as it turns out 'starting to maybe have a good time' is a better smile for pal than the heaviness before, and feels something to celebrate more than the chalkboard. gods, he's getting sentimental. he still privately thinks as much, where only he can judge himself for his sap and he decides to cut himself some slack just this once.

it's a relief to be able to give a distraction that isn't the alcohol, which he also takes the chance to finish in a long gulp. yikes, Blue. he regards the glass for a moment before setting it down. he's really not sure if he wants another or not. ]

Do you want another? [he asks, more to steal the chance to get the second round if so more than anything. he offers a grin for the rest though.] It is not making fun, it is... hm, bonding. Time honored in matters such as these I am sure.

Just as time honored as students making questionable choices when they think with something other than their brain. [he runs a hand over his face, a touch pink as he gives a helpless laugh.] I cannot believe it actually worked. I thought it would confuse enough just to give you a few more moments to escape at best.