[Darin balks at the thought and very quickly downs the rest of Lucina's drink to keep his mouth from just running. What a bad time to find out he can't get drunk because that latest round literally did nothing.]

[At least it gave him a few precious seconds to stall and collect himself.]

I don't really know about all that. Some people probably don't take kindly to being examined closely, especially if that person can point out all of these weird, possibly intimate details about them. I think I prefer to keep a lower profile.

[It's a feeling he can't shake as he smiles wistfully into the now empty mug. The feeling of wanting to keep his head down and just...blend in.]

...But, I don't mind helping someone who clearly sees the merit in it. Especially someone who seems kinda lonely and out of place.