[ At trouble Kahlil raises his eyebrows, glancing over his shoulder. ]

Nothing serious, some hurt feelings over a bottle of wine a couple of months ago. I was told to bring enough for everyone, next time.

[ A shrug. He doesn't seem to be too concerned about it now, at least outwardly - not enough to stop fraternizing with the staff. ]

It was when the guards were pulling people in left and right for talks.

[ Fortunately, nothing had come of it. Especially since one of the Summoned they brought in for questioning had done something that might've gotten them tossed into the dungeons. He glances at his little bouquet that he didn't get to hand off for the gift baskets and offers it to Thancred. ]

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