Mingyu arches an eyebrow sharply at the answer. Is the kid being cheeky? Or just comes from a horribly abusive, broken home? With five siblings, well.

He has to see where this goes. So, expression entirely neutral, he fetches the decidedly middle-shelf booze, pours two glasses straight (and room temperature, sorry Five), and pushes one to his pint sized guest.

"It's strong," he warns.