[ The sharp scent of the alcohol hits his nose soon enough, and Thancred isn't surprised to find that it's this strong. Not that such things matter much in the Horizon. The amount that they feel full of food or drunk off of spirits is all in their head, after all. Yet he gathers that Stephen wants to feel some manner of mood alteration this evening.

Once the liquor is poured, he steps over to hand Stephen his glass, pausing there for a moment to sip from his own as the explanation begins.

New memories, overnight? Thancred frowns, shaking his head slowly as he swallows that first sip and winces briefly at the burn down his throat. Not that it deters him much. ]

I can't say that I have. That being said, I'm aware of how the Summoned can have inconsistencies in what time they hail from. I imagine these visions of the future are to compensate for that?

[ How remains the question. Himeka has told him of how she'd had memories taken from her in the woods in Solvunn, a price paid. Perhaps that's what's happened to their memories from home as well. Thancred thinks this over as he moves to take a seat in one of the other chairs, facing Stephen's. It's much comfier than he expected, and he's quick to lean back and settle in. ]