[ while usually polite, ryuu's far from shy in friendly circumstances like these, promptly getting his sip in so he can hand sougo's drink back to him. his expression smooths out at the fiery taste, and even as the cocoas return to their rightful owners, he's dutifully thinking it through. ]

Mine might taste more traditional, but yours is pretty unique too! I'm glad it turned out to be delicious after all.

[ and that his choice hadn't lead this outing astray. it would be awkward if he'd chosen badly, after all... so that's one worry to put aside. with that in mind, ryuu uses his height advantage to find them a way through the throngs of people so they're not left standing and drinking. it's a bit of a squeeze here and there, but eventually he leads them out onto a walkway that branches away from the main square, where things are a little quieter, but no less illuminated. eventually, benches come into view, lining the well-kempt path around the square. it's far from empty, with prismal groups chatting and taking pictures by saturated neon light, but much more tame in comparison to the vendor stalls.

pointing to a free spot with his cup-holding hand, he leans aside. ]

- ah, there. How does that look? Nice, right?