[Concord's eyes follow along with Baptiste's, catching him briefly lingering on that scar. It's annoying, feeling it gawked at, but he also understands why. It's a nasty blemish on his otherwise pristine frame. All the war he'd seen only left scars in the short term. He could heal through most anything as a unicorn. What was left on him obviously stuck out and created too many questions to just willfully ignore.
He will be willful, though, and ignore Baptiste's gaze on it. Easy for him, because he's distracted by the man... shimmying a voucher into his waistband. Cheeky man... Concord rolls his eyes, but huffs something amused back. Tipping his glass to Baptiste's it's a little cheers. He confirms the question with a simple agreement,]
probably a good spot to end this one off
He will be willful, though, and ignore Baptiste's gaze on it. Easy for him, because he's distracted by the man... shimmying a voucher into his waistband. Cheeky man... Concord rolls his eyes, but huffs something amused back. Tipping his glass to Baptiste's it's a little cheers. He confirms the question with a simple agreement,]
Amicable. [Future friends it is.]