[ Normally, he would very much have had that sort of time - it's not like he needs a lot of it, after all - but he certainly hasn't been spending the same amount of time and attention on such pursuits so far in this place, other than for idle fun. Which is perhaps odd, considering that there was barely an evening that went by that Sylvain hadn't been out with someone new back home. Or multiple someones.

He really doesn't look in the mood now, though, giving a groan as he leans over and thuds his forehead against the bartop. ]

I have no idea. Maybe? But if it is, I don't know what the spell's actually meant to do. Or who cast it on me. Or why. As far as I know, I haven't irritated anyone to that level since arriving here.