[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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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.