Akuma usually never found himself in the company of others but when he did, he usually tried to enjoy it to some degree. The serval was too use to being on his lonesome, having grown up virtually alone and such but upon spending time with those far after the damage had been dealt, he's merely grown to mimic the attitudes and personalities of those around him. There were some aspects of life he tended to prefer over others, surprisingly enough, and having a drink was perhaps one of them. It was a mere glass of wine, nothing strong or too fancy ( as Akuma was not the heaviest drinker out there nor did he find it "cool" to drink until one's heart literally stopped ), however it was much too boring to have a drink alone, he thought. Everyone was retiring to their chambers for the evening and it seemed like only a handful of Cartelians were still up and about and carrying on with business as per usual. Sunflower yellow eyes flickered across the kitchen area, wondering faintly if someone were to join him if even for a moment.
[ Ryad , apologies for the horrible start ;w; ]