To one of those that organized this party, how can I refuse?

[ He breathes out slow as she holds onto his arm. It is a warm, buzzing sensation; he really truly hates people but he has missed little things about being in their presence -- like touching them.

Still, at least, he is able to sound normal and at ease despite the warring feelings of being irritated and pleased about being dragged around! ]

Never have I ever, hm? I suppose this is a good way for us to get to know one another. [ Another soft laugh as he picks up a glass. ] You've done so much, so shall I start the game? Or is there a burning never you need to see if I have done?