[ Between Persian's disturbing change in behavior and Nanu's own slowly progressing fatigue, he's surprised he hasn't decided to hit the tavern sooner to de-stress. There comes a point when all the investigating in the world still brings no answers and it's between that point and this one that he buckles. Just one evening of not caring. He obviously wasn't the only one with this in mind so who was he to stray away from a good drink or mutual commiseration in misery?
He expected to see the bear here again, but not someone like Toko huddled in the darkened booth at the rear of the tavern. That's where he was supposed to sit. How troublesome.
He walks by out of curiosity but is surprised when she grabs his sleeve. He narrows his eyes, stares her down carefully. Makes a disapproving face. ]
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He expected to see the bear here again, but not someone like Toko huddled in the darkened booth at the rear of the tavern. That's where he was supposed to sit. How troublesome.
He walks by out of curiosity but is surprised when she grabs his sleeve. He narrows his eyes, stares her down carefully. Makes a disapproving face. ]
...You reek, girl.
[ He points to her half-empty ale. ]
This yours?