Shinya could only raise an eyebrow at Kaoru's explanation. "Vague" wasn't nearly a strong enough word for the anxiety inducing phone call he had received about vomiting and an almost death.
He kept his comments to himself, reserving them for when he was either alone with Kaoru or surrounded by bandmates and instead focused on keeping his consumption of the beer slow and steady.
Ebizo once again turned that grin onto him and Shinya fought to keep himself from flinching away from it. He wondered just how many drinks he had to have in him before he became comfortable with the amount of enthusiasm Ebizo showed. One beer wouldn't cut it, that was for sure.
To his question, Shinya offered the other man a stiff half smile as he shifted his weight awkwardly onto the other foot. "I don't have any."