Aha... I understand that. [thoma gives a sage nod. it's so rare to find a kindred spirit, and in the city where everyone drinks so casually. of course he can see the irony of the winemaker's own scion being the one who hates wine... but diluc is still a kindred spirit.]

But also it just... feels terrible even when it's out of your system.

Maybe I'll try your apple cider, give me a moment... [he stands, but is a bit wobbly on his feet, like his body has gone to sleep in the time that he was sitting.]