[Alas, a day or so ago, he probably would have gotten a more warm reaction to that suggestion. Poor Ayaka knows little and less of what a kinklist is, even now... but she does know what the drink does.

In any case, she isn't bothered by his looking her over - there's nothing overtly creepy about it, especially given they're in a strange land altogether. Her own look to him is curious, as though trying to see if he's perhaps from somewhere in Teyvat. That, of course, seems quite unlikely before long at all.

And Kazuha did suggest that perhaps she should relax a little - though... the more she thinks on it, the less sure she is what would be relaxing, truthfully. So when he speaks - when he implies her as attractive company - she only has a moment of quiet internal panicking at the concept.]

Ah-- that is... I don't mind, if you would enjoy the company. I apologise in advance though, I am not terribly skilled in idle conversation.

[She'll probably be fine. It might take her a bit of effort to relax, though, if her faint shifts and fidgets are anything to go by.]

In that case... introductions are in order, as well. I'm Kamisato Ayaka, it's a pleasure to meet you.