[Heine doesn't frequent bars and he may have mistaken this for a cafe or something at first, which is why he's sitting there with... coffee. And looking very out of place in that regard as he's pretty much zoned out and kept to himself, half leaning on the table like the coffee has done nothing in the way of increasing energy. The noise and the almost palpable tension of gang fights close to breaking out doesn't seem to bother him at present; he perpetually has a headache anyway and they're just making it slightly worse. As Kaeya sits down, Heine slides a little further over on his chair to maintain some personal space.]
Not getting involved.
[The alcohol gets shoved right right back, some of it spilling over the top of the glass.]
no subject
[Heine doesn't frequent bars and he may have mistaken this for a cafe or something at first, which is why he's sitting there with... coffee. And looking very out of place in that regard as he's pretty much zoned out and kept to himself, half leaning on the table like the coffee has done nothing in the way of increasing energy. The noise and the almost palpable tension of gang fights close to breaking out doesn't seem to bother him at present; he perpetually has a headache anyway and they're just making it slightly worse. As Kaeya sits down, Heine slides a little further over on his chair to maintain some personal space.]
Not getting involved.
[The alcohol gets shoved right right back, some of it spilling over the top of the glass.]
And take your shit somewhere else.