Bahorel stand ups, letting Nerium free to go about his business again. He snags his bottle back up off the floor, and plops down in a seat on the couch.
"Videos, when we've got the real thing? I think he'd feel cheated on." He waves at the toddling bit of white fur across the room.
Well, we've got a little over half of that list." He laughs, "Drinking, wine (which is kind of the same thing), and song, if 'Fey has his way. Don't know where you're hiding the pool or the girls, though."
Sobering for a moment, he says "Before I'm too many sheets to the wind, I do want to dedicate this drink to Grantaire. I look forward to sharing another one with him when we get them back. And Enjolras. He can watch us all drink, and be fondly exasperated by it." He takes a swig of his bottle. "We will get them back. I don't care what battles we have to fight. Next time we get together like this, they'll be here." He raises his bottle towards the others.
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"Videos, when we've got the real thing? I think he'd feel cheated on." He waves at the toddling bit of white fur across the room.
Well, we've got a little over half of that list." He laughs, "Drinking, wine (which is kind of the same thing), and song, if 'Fey has his way. Don't know where you're hiding the pool or the girls, though."
Sobering for a moment, he says "Before I'm too many sheets to the wind, I do want to dedicate this drink to Grantaire. I look forward to sharing another one with him when we get them back. And Enjolras. He can watch us all drink, and be fondly exasperated by it." He takes a swig of his bottle. "We will get them back. I don't care what battles we have to fight. Next time we get together like this, they'll be here." He raises his bottle towards the others.