[ He laughs, holding up his hands at Wuxian's playful offense -- as though to say he didn't mean anything by it. But his hand wraps around the drink and he brings it to his lips, having a taste. Hm. Not bad. He nods his approval. ]

Your mouth isn't the reason you're there, dude. I mean, good as it is...it's not all that's good about you. I like talking to you. We got each others backs. And you absolutely haven't fucked me over. Plus, you gave me that name. Suibian. You're like one of the only people here who gave me something like that -- something with meaning.

[ Because even if the translation for it is basically whatever, it means something to Wuxian. And it gave them a bond -- something just for them. ]

The thing with Jaskier isn't sexual either. He hasn't given me any kind of name, but he is helping me define myself. Because for as much cockiness or arrogance as I have, it's something I've never been able to do on my own -- be who I wanna be.

[ He flashes a quick smile and raises his glass. ]

But enough about me. Who are you banging these days? Anyone interesting?