"T'smell ff rum is good." Bahorel points out. Nothing wrong with smelling like rum. It worked for pirates, didn't it?
"S' my glass. I saved it. I drink it." He struggles to a sitting position. His clothes are very wet. He picks at the front of his shirt, pulling it out away from his chest to examine it. Yep. Very very wet. He lets it go and it quickly goes back to stickily clinging to him. Then he polishes off the rum in his (purloined) cup.
He would have offered to fight for it. But 'Fey doesn't seem to want it anymore now. Which is good, because it's empty.
He looks down into the empty glass. The rum left a faint golden tinge at the very bottom. It was pretty.
When he looks up he notices Combefr face down on Corfrac's lap. Were they like that before? He laughs anyway.
Courfeyc has Combfre, and Bosut has a kitty. They match.
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"S' my glass. I saved it. I drink it." He struggles to a sitting position. His clothes are very wet. He picks at the front of his shirt, pulling it out away from his chest to examine it. Yep. Very very wet. He lets it go and it quickly goes back to stickily clinging to him. Then he polishes off the rum in his (purloined) cup.
He would have offered to fight for it. But 'Fey doesn't seem to want it anymore now. Which is good, because it's empty.
He looks down into the empty glass. The rum left a faint golden tinge at the very bottom. It was pretty.
When he looks up he notices Combefr face down on Corfrac's lap. Were they like that before? He laughs anyway.
Courfeyc has Combfre, and Bosut has a kitty. They match.