Asra says world like he's from further away than just another continent, which-- might very well be true, given everything. Not minutes before, he was at home simply seeking solace from his father's uppity guests. Now he's watching a handsome man turn water to liquor, and maybe it's not the brightest idea to drink it, but he's doing it anyway, with a smile.

It's hard not to smile when he's being watched so attentively.

"I was at my father's Christmas party. I like to play a game each year where I find the loveliest person in attendance and steal them away for a party for two." Another drink, but his gaze hasn't left Asra's. "Care to be my plus one this year?"