[Ugh...he's not even sure if he feels like having a drink right now, really. He knows that half the reason they're not being kicked out right now is because they're known well enough that most are going to overlook a slight inconvenience, and it's not like everyone in here isn't also soaked to the bone. The owner of this inn/tavern probably has accepted that they'll be spending an hour mopping the floors tonight...and also wiping down the bar since Rahk is still leaking all over it.
He turns his head just enough so his cheek is resting against the wood, one eye rolling up to look at Romeo blankly for a moment or two. Romeo looks...about as haggard as he feels, yet that optimism of him still knows no bounds. Just a simple bit of ale is enough to put a spring back in his step.]
I'll 'ave what he's 'avin'...
[Rahk finally manages, knowing full well that if he tries to drink as much as Romeo will inevitably put away, he might die of alcohol posioning before he dies of hypothermia from the cold of the rain. Speaking of which, he probably should strip some of his clothes too he just...hasn't mustered the energy to do so yet.
As the barkeep brings another tankard over, Rahk looks back up at Romeo as he's tucking in.]
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He turns his head just enough so his cheek is resting against the wood, one eye rolling up to look at Romeo blankly for a moment or two. Romeo looks...about as haggard as he feels, yet that optimism of him still knows no bounds. Just a simple bit of ale is enough to put a spring back in his step.]
I'll 'ave what he's 'avin'...
[Rahk finally manages, knowing full well that if he tries to drink as much as Romeo will inevitably put away, he might die of alcohol posioning before he dies of hypothermia from the cold of the rain. Speaking of which, he probably should strip some of his clothes too he just...hasn't mustered the energy to do so yet.
As the barkeep brings another tankard over, Rahk looks back up at Romeo as he's tucking in.]
You sure perked up fast.