[He's already had one of those and he hates it!! So he makes a grumpy face, but he takes it anyway.]
I hope you enjoy this.
[And he'll drink it, while scowling the whole time.]
This one is perhaps my least favourite. I am not above a friendly conversation but the key to successful socializing is not in the number of words you speak, but the strategy of how they are placed. This only makes me look a fool, so I would appreciate moving on. Even the violet one is preferable, to be completely honest.
Of course it is. But you must understand, impeding such a pleasant activity is only adding insult to the injury of our situation, so I am going to get in my share of complaining.
Now—there, we'll both be chatterboxes. Still, even if you were to look like a fool—though I don't think you would—it is not as though you won't see others being the fool either, and moreover, at least when it comes to me, I'm likely the greater fool between us. Though really, if you feel so foolish when speaking excessively, you should meet my wife.
[Good! Thancred enjoys a nice kiss, and he enjoys feeling appreciated even more. So he'll melt into it, putting an arm around Gladio's neck to keep him down at kissing range, though Thancred stands on his toes a bit to meet him in the middle.
He's reaching for another potion with one hand, blindly, because he only wants to stop barely long enough to take it. This one is yellow, but the effect will remain a mystery because he's going to chug it and get back to making out as fast as he can.]
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