Like most archers, he takes whatever moments that he can to observe the target before making his move. He searches the other body for any potential weak spots that he can use against the other and turn the situation around if it calls for it. His eyes are fast and analytical, cold and heartless like facing down the barrel of a killer holding a gun. Just for a second he is…
The man makes a funny face and Archer is back to warm smiles and more than stellar good behavior. His analysis complete as he now knows that this man is a regular human, perhaps the hidden muscle density suggests a fighter but unless he talks more with the target, he wouldn’t know everything. Like does he use a hit and run technique when fighting or does he fight at all, his built more used to running than anything he’d seen.
“It is from the more tropical reasons of the world, so the flavor maybe more unique than you can handle right now. Perhaps try something a little bit more mild, unless you’r not really the adventurous type to begin with?” He goes back to the vending machine and buys several more cans that he can give to the other, his money being spent wisely since he doesn’t really need food or drinks to survive. The mana he is receiving from the city is enough to sustain him unless he uses his noble phantasm. Which even that has been taken away from him.
“Here, Which one do you want? The sweet or the milder taste ones? The city really has a lot of variety, most likely because it is like the center hold of many kinds of culture. At least we got to give the scientist thanks for being so thoughtful.”
Sorin watched the man again as he explained the origin of this sort of drink. Yes, unique was probably the much better word for this. A few times again he'd look from the drink to the man and try more, stopping at about half way, deciding it was enough before the other suddenly had quite a few new drinks out before him. Yellow hues darted between the various flavors that seemed to sudden appear. "I…what?" He felt a little bombarded before he could form a word. "I'm adventurous! I tried this after all." Nodding to himself, he'd peer back to the others. "Sweet. I prefer sweet." For certain, but he'd try the others too. "If the others are only mild, I don't imagine I would hate them, unless they are bitter. Are there bitter ones?" He scanned over the new ones again, reading the various flavors. Come to think of it… "Wait…aren't you going to keep some of these?"
"…And I am pretty certain, I asked what your name was."
