"I see...But, uh. I...Is it okay if you come with me? I don't know what it looks like. I'm sorry!"

Oh no, not the waterworks...They totally work on a goofy schmuck like Priyet. She dithers a little, feeling awful for just asking that poor, poor Kikuri even move from her chosen mourning spot right here, but...It's as useful as tits on a bull to ask her to identify different kinds of alcohol, really, and even she knows it.

At least she offers one paw, so that they can stay in step. It's okay to hold hands with someone if they're an adult, even if she's a little old for that sort of thing. No one actually knows how old she is here. It's fine.