Tcheah, I think you've had pleeenty for one night. [But he's raising his cup to the bottle anyway, which he's been carrying around solely because he keeps forgetting to put it down.] I saw you bowing and scraping to some brat who barely even looks like me.

[But then, Masamune was cooing over a cat who resembled Kojuro, so it all evens out. His free hand toys idly with Kojuro's fingers and he turns his head to murmur into the crook of his neck.]

Come with me to my quarters and remind yourself what I really look like.

[Speaking of hitting the hooch too hard. Masamune usually has the (surprising) subtlety to save this kind of flirtation for when they're completely alone. And in his own home. Masamune please you don't even have a room here.]