"Drink as much as you want, wine is meant to be enjoyed, not pushed away." It was clear by his tone that Marken enjoyed wine, though his opinion on other alcohols was left unstated. He was about to pour himself yet another glass before deciding against it. Two glasses was more than enough to enjoy for now, especially with the meeting coming soon with his father. He wouldn't make a good impression if he showed up intoxicated.

He was honestly getting tired of how erratic her emotions were. They were simply making her act so irrationally to anything he did. Her reaction to a mere joke was anger, she seemed to become provoked at any words he uttered. Yes, being wound up in her current situation was acceptable, but Marken still found it quite irritating.

"Yes, you will be. He'll want to meet you, and it will give us more, ahem, practice for acting in public. He'll probably want to see a kiss, or something close, from us..." He said the words with trepidation. A kiss behind closed doors was one thing, in front of his own father was another though. Perhaps he should have that third glass of wine after all...