"Here's your glass," Lucius says, handing me a glass and filling it with wine as he also fills his own. The aroma of the wine seems quite nice.
"Thank you," I say, taking the glass and savoring the scent of the wine that fills the air as he takes his own glass.
"A toast to the future," he says as we clink our glasses, the sound of the glass breaking the silence as we drink the wine.
'...What a horrible taste...' It's very alcoholic, such a high concentration of alcohol that it becomes unpleasant, more so than any drink I've had before. The real problem is the extremely bitter taste, so bitter that it reminds me of the blood of spider monsters.
"..." Lucius also puts the glass in my hand. He seems disappointed, and it's noticeable on his face. I guess he never imagined the taste of this was complete garbage. If I wasn't seeing his emotions now, I would judge that he did this on purpose.
