Oh! My apologies, then. I must not have seen you come in.
[He sets his drink down (because if he spills such a full tankard he's going to be very upset) and smiles apologetically. Huh! So that's why he thought he saw someone else he knew! Makes sense. Papayako notes some empty seats near Takame, but in a stunning display of his remaining sobriety, does not invite himself to plop down on one. ...Yet. Soon, though, maybe.]
So! What brings you here, friend? The same good tidings I heard, or are you just sampling the local spirits?
You needn't apologize. [Especially given Takame's accidental tendency towards stealth. And the fact Papayako seems to have had a fair amount to drink so far. He's surprised when he doesn't take a seat immediately, but he'll not force the man to.
Even if the company would be appreciated. He shook his head.]
Nothing of note. A... whim brought me here, I suppose. [Which is to say something probably reminded him of Bad but hells if he knew how to identify how he felt but at least there's alcohol. Instead of dwelling on that though, he'll divert as always.]
[If he wasn't trying so hard to get drunk he may have picked up on the nuance, but... Look, it's been a long day. Or few days. It's hard to keep track.]
How fortunate, then! It's great to see you.
[He smiles and knocks back some of his drink, maybe buying a little time before he relays what he knows.] Well, at least based on what I've heard, they sound good. The tidings. ...Would you mind terribly if I sat down, or are you expecting company?
[The passage of days is a myth, Takame knows how it is.]
Mm. And you as well. [Drunk or not, Papayako was good company. Takame was aware enough to see that he was stalling but if there was a reason besides being a bit deep in the cups, he wouldn't ask about it. Still, he gestured to a seat next to him, an unspoken invitation for him to sit.]
[Oh! He's alone? ...Well, not any more, since Papayako nods and takes a seat beside him, but still -- drowning his sorrows, perhaps? That's a delicate question he knows he shouldn't ask. Besides! If Takame has come to take his mind off something, he couldn't have picked a better night.]
Thank you. Rumor has it that the same someones who've been saving our hides just did it again. Ain't much with all this other shite going on, but a slain Primal's worth a drink or two. [Or three. Maybe four? Or... Uh, never mind.] It's why I'm here, at least.
[He listened attentively as Papayako spoke, waiting until he was finished before taking another swig of his own drink. As for how many he's had at this point?
Well, he wasn't slurring yet that's all that mattered.]
I see. [A pause followed by a small nod.] Indeed. The continued safety of the realm is cause for celebration. [If he could project "I Mean I Guess" into his tone, he probably would.]
Heh, I'll take what I can get. It feels like we don't get many reasons to celebrate these days. [He looks down into his cup and his smile fades slightly. So... Yes! He doesn't particularly need to drink heavily or celebrate anything, but it's nice to forget his troubles for a moment.
Speaking of which, he takes a swig of his drink and leans forward to rest his chin on one hand, as cheery as ever while he addresses Takame.]
So just drowning your sorrows then, eh? If you'd like some company, I could buy the next round.
I suppose we don't. [There's a slight flick of his tail at being very blatantly called out for his real reason being here. Followed by him finishing off the drink he had.
His demeanor, as always, was a stark contrast to Papayako's. But that's what Takame appreciated about him. He nodded.]
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PARTY TIME!!!!
[He sets his drink down (because if he spills such a full tankard he's going to be very upset) and smiles apologetically. Huh! So that's why he thought he saw someone else he knew! Makes sense. Papayako notes some empty seats near Takame, but in a stunning display of his remaining sobriety, does not invite himself to plop down on one. ...Yet. Soon, though, maybe.]
So! What brings you here, friend? The same good tidings I heard, or are you just sampling the local spirits?
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Even if the company would be appreciated. He shook his head.]
Nothing of note. A... whim brought me here, I suppose. [Which is to say something probably reminded him of Bad but hells if he knew how to identify how he felt but at least there's alcohol. Instead of dwelling on that though, he'll divert as always.]
You've good tidings to share?
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How fortunate, then! It's great to see you.
[He smiles and knocks back some of his drink, maybe buying a little time before he relays what he knows.] Well, at least based on what I've heard, they sound good. The tidings. ...Would you mind terribly if I sat down, or are you expecting company?
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Mm. And you as well. [Drunk or not, Papayako was good company. Takame was aware enough to see that he was stalling but if there was a reason besides being a bit deep in the cups, he wouldn't ask about it. Still, he gestured to a seat next to him, an unspoken invitation for him to sit.]
I should like to hear if you are willing.
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Thank you. Rumor has it that the same someones who've been saving our hides just did it again. Ain't much with all this other shite going on, but a slain Primal's worth a drink or two. [Or three. Maybe four? Or... Uh, never mind.] It's why I'm here, at least.
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Well, he wasn't slurring yet that's all that mattered.]
I see. [A pause followed by a small nod.] Indeed. The continued safety of the realm is cause for celebration. [If he could project "I Mean I Guess" into his tone, he probably would.]
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Speaking of which, he takes a swig of his drink and leans forward to rest his chin on one hand, as cheery as ever while he addresses Takame.]
So just drowning your sorrows then, eh? If you'd like some company, I could buy the next round.
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His demeanor, as always, was a stark contrast to Papayako's. But that's what Takame appreciated about him. He nodded.]
Your company would be most welcome.