Lucas offers them both a shrug and an easy-going smile. Max can probably guess why he's not jumping at the chance to try, after he let things go a little further than he should have at the bonfire. With some abilities fully restored by his Patron now it's not a risk he needs to take.

"I'll definitely take that drink, Corbin, no worries man." A few won't hurt, and he's looking forward to just chilling out with both of them. As they enter Lucas trails behind for a few moments, he's managed to not duck into here just yet and wants to take in the sights before catching back up, plopping himself down into a small nest of pillows to one side of Corbin and placing his order.

"Thanks," he sighs happily, "I guess you come here a lot?"