Gustavain can't help but chuckle at that reaction. He knows he's rather unconcerned with the whole thing, perhaps doubly unusually so for someone from Ishgard, but it never fails to amuse him the reactions he gets from others, and Mikka's has been particularly amusing. He does let the young man go without further comment or teasing, though, and turns his attention to the little carbuncle aiming to steal more of his stew.

If Mikka takes too long, he might find Zaika curled around Gustavain's shoulders while he feeds her little bites from the plate with an indulgent smile.

"What are we drinking?" he asks, cheerfully, when Mikka returns. It's clear that he's unconcerned with the answer, so much as just wants to know so he's not shocked.