[Xiao Xingchen can't help but watch the other man's eyes, curious in turn. It feels a bit rude, even if he doubts anyone can even realize he can actually see with this thing on his face.

At the offer:]

Oh! Well, thank you very much. I haven't had this drink in particular before, but be assured that there are many drinks here that are sweet and have milk in them.

[As much as he would easily turn down any reward for such a simple act, he can easily procure more for the man. Once the man is more acclimated to this place, he can surely get more on his own, even if that thought of new people settling in - particularly ones who don't take to it right away - always gives him conflicted emotions.

Looking down, he considers the flavors. There's the original flavor, strawberry, banana... he ends up picking the coffee-flavored one. He has no reason to hide that he can see, though he supposes it may appear odd that he can pick out one like this without any other distinguishing marks on them.]

Coffee... I haven't had this flavor in anything yet.

[He knows it's bitter, but he isn't afraid of bitterness.

Except his face scrunches up the moment he takes a sip.]