Well then, if you will not drink, then neither will I. [He sets the bottle down on the ground.] I am not quite fond of beer anyway, but I had to take what I could get.

[Yao puts his hands together, making the large sleeves of his red top come together, hiding his hands.]

Though I wish this had been under better circumstances, there is something I have been wanting to tell you for some time now... But it is not something to be said lightly in the presence of others, or through telepathy. I wanted to talk to you in person, alone.

[He looks serious, but a gentle breeze blows by him, making his ponytail and side bangs flutter.]