[ At this guy isn't spewing out pity. Adelis is not in the mood to deal with that sort of blubbering and perceived niceties, especially when he's not even drunk yet. He takes another sip of his drink regardless, unbothered by the perceived desolation of his home- he bitches and gripes, but it's also nothing new to him. ]
And so could you, but I'm hardly commenting on that, now am I?
[ He scoffs anyway, if only because he doesn't feel like bringing up the obvious. He didn't used to be a lightweight- all that poison training had an effect on his alcohol limit. Unfortunately, the cold settling beneath his skin has seen fit to rob him of whatever resistances he might have built up. Karma is a bitch.
The question earns a momentary pause, before he leans back in his chair, glass in hand. ]
Oh, I'm hardly pleased at being yanked about and being told what to do. [ Like most reasonable people... ] But I've little intention of going home. I spent half my life scraping together enough to finally leave, and if I'm able to do so without spending a single coin? I'll till the bloody land.
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And so could you, but I'm hardly commenting on that, now am I?
[ He scoffs anyway, if only because he doesn't feel like bringing up the obvious. He didn't used to be a lightweight- all that poison training had an effect on his alcohol limit. Unfortunately, the cold settling beneath his skin has seen fit to rob him of whatever resistances he might have built up. Karma is a bitch.
The question earns a momentary pause, before he leans back in his chair, glass in hand. ]
Oh, I'm hardly pleased at being yanked about and being told what to do. [ Like most reasonable people... ] But I've little intention of going home. I spent half my life scraping together enough to finally leave, and if I'm able to do so without spending a single coin? I'll till the bloody land.