[ For him, it's nothing so deep or troublesome to give. A thanks for a job done to the best of his ability, a gift he didn't have to share, no matter how much of a surprise it was. Giving a look around, he seems pretty deflated as compared to his usual boyish energy, no matter how monotonous that energy normally is. Something about that water really took it out of him as swiftly as it spiked his lack of inhibitions. ]
Back to Wyver. It's not as safe for me to stay here.
[ Which he doesn't make sound as sobering or offputting as he could — or should. ]
no subject
Back to Wyver. It's not as safe for me to stay here.
[ Which he doesn't make sound as sobering or offputting as he could — or should. ]
A girl. She likes to drink it.
[ He said, ever so casually. ]