And yet, I have a feeling you'll find more than enough satisfication in saying it regardless.
[ Which is fine because, should that day arrive, he will welcome the opportunity for Yuri to say any and all versions of "I told you so.". He'll have earned it.
There a reason why he answers every question with utter honestly, after all, no matter how revealing. It's... embarrassing to be so upfront with the nature of his weaknesses, but it's also the least he can offer. Whether out of compassion, friendship, or scientific curiosity, this is goal Yuri's decided to work towards. Dimitri won't add to the difficulty of the task.
So, when the time comes, he accepts the offered bottle without hesitation or dubiousness. ]
Thank you. But unfortunately, I will have to decline your second offer. Indulging in alcohol has never proven an effective solution in the past, and I see no reason why that would have changed.
[ In the end, sleep alone isn't enough. It has to be restful, refreshing. And, preferably, without the side effects of loosening his grip on reality and making the dead ever more challenging to ignore. ]
This, however... I have higher hopes for. [ Not high, mind you. But higher! ] Is it a single dose?
[ A tilt of his head and a playful sort of grin that belies the fact that Yuri himself doesn't drink much. He's not the sort to carelessly toss away his coherency like that. Too risky. No, he'd rather be in control of himself at all times, keep that mask of his from slipping too far down.
Then again, he doesn't have the same... difficulties with sleep that Dimitri does, so. Maybe he'd be more willing to try anything. Including the bottle of dubious liquid he's presenting. ]
A single dose. But there'll be more, if it has any effect.
[ Yuri had impressed upon Constance the importance of a trial batch, rather than creating large vats of hazardous items to sit around in washrooms. She'd heeded him this time around. ]
Advance warning that it might not be such an easy sip. [ A pause for a glance at the size of the bottle. Continuing the comparison to spirits, it's enough to nearly fill a wine glass. ] My apologies.
[ Yuri comes in close with none of the hesitance that some of the knights or other soldiers still treat their king with, and offers the bottle up. Dimitri is no threat to him like this. He knows dulled fangs when he sees them. ]
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[ Which is fine because, should that day arrive, he will welcome the opportunity for Yuri to say any and all versions of "I told you so.". He'll have earned it.
There a reason why he answers every question with utter honestly, after all, no matter how revealing. It's... embarrassing to be so upfront with the nature of his weaknesses, but it's also the least he can offer. Whether out of compassion, friendship, or scientific curiosity, this is goal Yuri's decided to work towards. Dimitri won't add to the difficulty of the task.
So, when the time comes, he accepts the offered bottle without hesitation or dubiousness. ]
Thank you. But unfortunately, I will have to decline your second offer. Indulging in alcohol has never proven an effective solution in the past, and I see no reason why that would have changed.
[ In the end, sleep alone isn't enough. It has to be restful, refreshing. And, preferably, without the side effects of loosening his grip on reality and making the dead ever more challenging to ignore. ]
This, however... I have higher hopes for. [ Not high, mind you. But higher! ] Is it a single dose?
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[ A tilt of his head and a playful sort of grin that belies the fact that Yuri himself doesn't drink much. He's not the sort to carelessly toss away his coherency like that. Too risky. No, he'd rather be in control of himself at all times, keep that mask of his from slipping too far down.
Then again, he doesn't have the same... difficulties with sleep that Dimitri does, so. Maybe he'd be more willing to try anything. Including the bottle of dubious liquid he's presenting. ]
A single dose. But there'll be more, if it has any effect.
[ Yuri had impressed upon Constance the importance of a trial batch, rather than creating large vats of hazardous items to sit around in washrooms. She'd heeded him this time around. ]
Advance warning that it might not be such an easy sip. [ A pause for a glance at the size of the bottle. Continuing the comparison to spirits, it's enough to nearly fill a wine glass. ] My apologies.
[ Yuri comes in close with none of the hesitance that some of the knights or other soldiers still treat their king with, and offers the bottle up. Dimitri is no threat to him like this. He knows dulled fangs when he sees them. ]
Here you are.