I'll have you know it's shitty vodka. Much better ratio of price to getting fucked up.

[ He steps forward and then pauses, making sure that Alucard's moving with him so that he can keep a hand on his arm without actually holding on to him. He's trying to be careful, Jotaro told him about the burns, but he's also trying to not let them ruin his good mood. So for the most part, he's ignoring them and just trying to keep himself from getting so grabby that he'll aggravate them by accident.

He finds a chair to sit in and promptly sits down on the floor next to it instead. Because no amount of moons are going to make him less of a disaster really. ]

So I just drink this and then you get the- fuck did you call it. Sring?

[ He can manage 'hemocyanin' but not 'syringe'. There might be a little faking it going on. ]