[ He hums and closes his eyes, fending off an oncoming headache as he parses her words, the ganal or the egg question. ]
That's a question only the mystics can answer - which is to say, I'm not drunk enough to right now. [ He sighs, leaning back as she does. ] The moment I find something besides dirt, though - I'll consider the task finished.
[ Whenever that comes.
She beams at him and he grins again. Aside from one brief incident at the bonfires, he did have a good first 'Christmas'. Her advice had been deeply appreciated. ]
Speaking of alcohol... [ He concentrates for a moment, two clay mugs appearing in his hands. He offers one to her. ] This is from my world. We call it fathi. It's supposed to be used for ceremonies and it's strong enough to loosen your tongue, but here it won't have that effect.
[ If she accepts it, she'll find a warm, deeply golden colored liquid. If she tries some, it tastes like honeyed wine, sweet but not too sweet, and flavored with floral spices. ]
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That's a question only the mystics can answer - which is to say, I'm not drunk enough to right now. [ He sighs, leaning back as she does. ] The moment I find something besides dirt, though - I'll consider the task finished.
[ Whenever that comes.
She beams at him and he grins again. Aside from one brief incident at the bonfires, he did have a good first 'Christmas'. Her advice had been deeply appreciated. ]
Speaking of alcohol... [ He concentrates for a moment, two clay mugs appearing in his hands. He offers one to her. ] This is from my world. We call it fathi. It's supposed to be used for ceremonies and it's strong enough to loosen your tongue, but here it won't have that effect.
[ If she accepts it, she'll find a warm, deeply golden colored liquid. If she tries some, it tastes like honeyed wine, sweet but not too sweet, and flavored with floral spices. ]