"Th-thank you," he stammers as he gently sits in the offered chair. "Uhm... I suppose some punch would be nice. I-if that's okay."

Consuming human food or drinks doesn't do anything for him, but he can at least appreciate the taste. And the gentleman before him is so wonderfully nice. It feels like a dream, getting to attend a beautiful party, and meet a gorgeous and wonderfully kind man.

Maybe, just maybe, this could be his faerie tale happy ending. Just this once would be nice. But he also shouldn't tell him that he's practically falling for this man at first sight.

Flustered, the next time he speaks is a bit of an outburst.

"S-so! What... do you... like?" A pause, as his entire face goes red, and he looks down a little. "I-in a person, I mean..."