[Asch lifts a brow - that was all, really? After that blush? He considers his options; Guy might pry, or he might just sit and listen. Or perhaps accept that at face value? ...Ahh, screw it. He'd already established that he wasn't a very good bartender, and this man was exceptional at keeping his expressions unreadable.]
Tell him to get over it. Compliments aren't worth much in the end.
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Tell him to get over it. Compliments aren't worth much in the end.