Sinric purrs softly at being touches and returns the little kiss gladly. He makes himself more comfortable on the couch, with easily room enough for the two of them. After all, he doesn't take up that much room.

"To the warmth of friendship." He toasts and accepts the wine with a nod of thanks. He stops to breath it in, eyes closed in appreciation. "Hmm, where is this wine from? I don't recognise it." He ask curiously, sipping it delicately.