"Alois! But - he notices a lot." Anyone living with Latvia long enough would be able to tell the differences in the ways he quivers for something or other. He pulls out one bottle, two, whole, one for Russia and one for himself before sitting down in the seat beside him and working at the cork.
Charm it open he could, but this way just feels right (and gives his hands something to cooperate for). The first whiff of what's inside has him give a little hum before he tips it back, glancing the way of Russia's work before swallowing with a duck of his head, long after second year ought to, probably.
"We haven't tried this one, I think... familiar?"
Nothing like a taste test between feet of parchment....
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Charm it open he could, but this way just feels right (and gives his hands something to cooperate for). The first whiff of what's inside has him give a little hum before he tips it back, glancing the way of Russia's work before swallowing with a duck of his head, long after second year ought to, probably.
"We haven't tried this one, I think... familiar?"
Nothing like a taste test between feet of parchment....