( No offense taken, man. Par for the course, that last bit. H8 you too. Honestly, the put-upon expression he flashes is mostly rote. Tit for tat.
But he gets it, and communicates as much with a conceding and faintly reluctant bob of his head. )
Alright, yeah, fine, but if I'm telling you the story I'm gonna need a fucking drink.
( Which is pretty damn consistent with his behavior back at camp, so at least there's that. He could take Takoda down to his work-in-progress hobbit hole apartment, but considering it's kind of unfinished and very dirt, there's probably like a 50/50 chance he'd think Ian was taking him down there to fucking murder him or something.
Instead, he takes them to engineering. He's got a nice stash of moonshine there, and he pours them both a solid cup full of it before he settles himself half-seated on top of his desk. )
That tastes like shit, by the way.
( Fair warning, which doesn't seem to dissuade him any as he knocks back a solid swig. )
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But he gets it, and communicates as much with a conceding and faintly reluctant bob of his head. )
Alright, yeah, fine, but if I'm telling you the story I'm gonna need a fucking drink.
( Which is pretty damn consistent with his behavior back at camp, so at least there's that. He could take Takoda down to his work-in-progress hobbit hole apartment, but considering it's kind of unfinished and very dirt, there's probably like a 50/50 chance he'd think Ian was taking him down there to fucking murder him or something.
Instead, he takes them to engineering. He's got a nice stash of moonshine there, and he pours them both a solid cup full of it before he settles himself half-seated on top of his desk. )
That tastes like shit, by the way.
( Fair warning, which doesn't seem to dissuade him any as he knocks back a solid swig. )