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[ he will take the drink with a thankful nod, popping the top of it off without much fanfare. he's still feeling yesterday's booze, but in sort of medieval society sometimes booze is better than water, so. bottom's up! besides, it gives him something to do with his hands, and he settles back in his seat to follow hulkenberg's gaze, sweeping out on their surroundings as he considers. ]

Yeah. [ his leg's beginning to bounce a little under the table, thoughtful. ] Means we've got a few days to get a plan together and get the hell back to Euchronia.

[ and... leave all these people behind. including glodell. who could just stay dead. ]