"Gods. You even forgot? It's like you got no empathy at all, jerk," the boy mumbled, prior to staring at the cup offered to him.

His demeanor changed abruptly, and from his bratty remarks he suddenly looked demure, gaping slightly at the cup.

"Oh, oh-- um, thanks," he said, when the cup was brought up to him, putting his hands around it and staring into the liquid, with a tiny bit of color on his cheeks. "Well, I guess it's... okay. Though you should treat it better, but it's better if you carry it with you, I suppose. Safer for you."