Hmm. I’m not sure I can say I have one, honestly. I prefer trying new things, rather than going back to a favorite all that often.

[ Sylvain has no idea what a lotus flower might look like, but he can hear the fondness in Wei Wuxian’s voice anyway. Even if there’s a hint of something else lurking there, too. Considering how complicated his own relationship with “home” is, he doesn’t press. That could very well delve into territory not fit for first meetings.

The bartender comes back a moment later anyway, with two glasses of apple wine. Sylvain lifts one with a smile and brings it to Wei Wuxian’s lips. ]

Want to try?