"Mm." Jests aren't lost to Takame, but oftentimes he took them very seriously. He wished the case of finding liquor was one such time where he could. It wouldn't stop him from trying though, recalling what he's taken count of so far as Huaisang listed what was needed. What they were well stocked on and what they could use more of. His thoughts on the alcohol of this place were much like that of the tea: unfavorable. Though that was the last thing that was relevant.

"Understood." Said with a slow nod, the tiniest indicator of his fatigue. Words archaic to most were regular to Takame, so no matter what Huaisang described it was mostly familiar.

Seeing Huaisang pull out the handful of change, he shook his head. "'Tis kind of you to offer, but worry not. You may leave the payment to me." He'd already promised this to Daylight and he wouldn't break that promise.