Mikka chuckled shyly but held his own cup in agreement. It was... not so optimistic a take that it might make him afraid that he'd fail to live up to it. It was a thing he could do.

Gustavain might be entertained by the miqo'te almost visibly processing what he was told in that casual tone, the slight furrow of brows that smoothed out to something a bit almost surprised, before he flushed bright with a soft 'oh!' Clearly this one should stay away from card tables if he wanted to keep his gil, that was for sure.

"R-right, I did promise that- Zaika, stay here a moment I'll be right back-" He huffed sheepishly, releasing the summon who hopped right over to better mooch attention from the Elezen while her summoner hopped up to scurry to the bar and get drinks. Not that she minded- as boisterous as people were right now, she didn't fancy getting tripped over.