[ Well then. That works too. Vanadi doesn't stop until he's standing just as close as the mask will allow, which tilts up to match Nikolai's height. ]

Happily.

[ He takes the proffered glass and bottle without glancing down at them, pours swiftly, and presses the glass toward him. ]

Although— would you say it's truly necessary? If you're surprised to see my invitation was no simple innuendo, and arrived anyway...