[i sure did write an applebee's essay last night, huh. the trauma runs deep. anyway: you know, were reim to end this outing here and now, it's not that kaeya would be bothered? reim staying for more than one (1) drink was a victory in and of itself; it gives kaeya hope that, just maybe, he can convince reim to come out with him again, because the nerd vibes are—well! charming, in a way. reim does make for (surprisingly?) good company.

and perhaps reim thinks the same about him, because—oh! an evening stroll. kaeya's smile remains in place, but as he follows reim's lead, his eye sliding to the side as he pretends to study the bit of Street behind the man before him, it does... soften. just a tad. he has no doubt that this walk will just be a nice, quiet Walk, and that's cute.]

I do have the time.

[don't they all. but as kaeya looks back up at him, canting his head:]

Alright, then. I accept. [hmm—] And I won't even ask for you to hold my hand—though you didn't tell me the price of every drink you ordered.

[they were all cheap as hell, so this is clearly just Teasing. accept it, reim.]