[ There must be something to this liquor in Nadril - it always helps to make him feel a little more toasty and warm, and Duo settles on to the small space that could b called a couch to cocoon again after he takes his turn at the bottle. Thankfully these rooms are so damn small that sitting the bottle down pretty much anywhere puts it within arm's reach for either of them, and makes it so that they don't even have to dislodge the blankets to do it.

Sometimes he lucks out. But only sometimes. ]

I dunno about brighter, depending on what the Natha are up to, but... [ Duo makes a noise through his teeth, a shrug of his shoulders. Listen, he doesn't wanna be the bummer here, but - ]

Honestly? Having anything that's an actual concrete answer or lead or something would be nice so far as what the hell is going on here. If these guys have been here this long as refugees than maybe our worlds did actually blow up. But then again, who the hell knows? It could all just be some stupidly elaborate .. thing set up to make us believe it.