[Estinien is happy to ignore Nero's question in order to pay attention to the bartender, finding his cousin's observations particularly banal. To think 'ah, but aren't we all the same in the end!' applies on occasion, but this is not one of those times. After all, the prisoners were never in a position to help the guests, and escaping a place when you're been sentenced to life in prison is much less risky than the alternative.

He could argue that point against Nero, but it doesn't seem like a rewarding effort. It's obvious to him, and he doesn't really care if someone as disjointed as Nero agrees. Maybe he'll start caring about his opinion when he actually does something Estinien considers smart.

He looks to Emrys, nodding his head in silent thanks.]

If there's a kitchen, I'll have whatever your most popular meal offering is. [Read: whatever is easy, on hand, and probably decent. He doesn't care to think about it more than that, right now.] And whatever is on tap. 'Tis my first time visiting this settlement.

[It's only once that's dealt with that he'll turn his attention back to Nero.]

Right now I am simply finding satisfaction in being outside of Thorne's gaol. The future will depend on what Solvunn requires of us, or what opportunities this place presents.