[Not totally inexperienced with dealing with some prickly people now, he casually backs off, leans against the counter and pulls a pen out of his pocket. No big deal, laidback, carefree. He's now doodling on a napkin, not even looking at Shen. Really, he could probably escape right out the bathroom door if he wanted and that would be that. And if that's what would help him, Sora's not gonna be mad about it, either.]

But even if you're fine now, you said you had a bad drink. And if you were drinking what everyone else is drinking, that could mean other people will be sick too, right?

[He'll glance up at this point, partially to check if the guy is even still there.]