[Concord nods in understanding, watching Ali as he gets fed up with his work and moves to fiddle with the wine. Ah, so he will share? That's interesting. Concord wonders to himself if that's out of a need in Ali to drink just to put up with him or a genuine act of graciousness.

It could be both, he assesses.

Concord will accept the glass when handed over, unicorns only binge drinking or becoming slovenly as a vice. The drink itself, in fair moderation, is no sin. Unicorns also prefer wine. He swirls it momentarily, before humming in consideration. The previous topic is not off his mind-]

So. What you are saying is if I brought you, say, a coin each day to your liking- Even if they coin stood for little value by its own merit- you would consider that a mating ritual?

[-nor is his desire to rile Ali up further gone. That is very fun to do.]

Or would you know I was making fun of you? [He sips his wine before adding, with a little smirk]