We all have our regrets. [funny joke that's too easy to not be a funny joke, but he'll focus on biscuit related crimes here. he's not actually sure how many regrets pal has from his own world, and yeah, he's curious. though he also thinks that's kind of a bummer thing to ask when they're just relaxing at a party.

this is the problem with hair stroking, idle and wandering thoughts. he'll focus on that feeling and also street food for now. he shifts to lean back with pal and really, the fire he's playing with.]

That's only because you didn't get a chance to try the beer. Then you would have hated it. [viktor points out, closing his eyes and smiling just a touch. sue him, that day is a good memory, what with the whole relationship starting aspect.]

I'll make you something from the undercity next. One of the more palatable ones. Luckily the Trench has all of the same basic supplies only without the mutations from chemical run off. I suppose that did add something special to the flavor though.