"Yes. Let us." That was the pool, and water is sacred. This is the bar, and alcohol is not. Rokuro takes a prim seat upon a stool at the bar, tucking his feet beneath himself as he attempts to make sense of the menu.

"I do not recognize... any of this." A sigh, chin upon his palm. So much for attempting to soothe his headache. Once again, he is stuck overthinking what should be a simple task. "Perhaps this was also a mistake."