[ That's an assertive grunt there; he's listening, but he's more occupied with the bottle right now. It's not like he doesn't have any manners, it's just that most of the time, he doesn't bother with them unless the social context doesn't permit it. He's talking to a Lord from some kingdom that's invited him to his home... that's nice, and he'll say thanks, but that's it.
There is also no reason to pretend he isn't already perfectly aware of all the stuff he's being told right now. Metal digits effortlessly free the bottle of its cork with a wet pop, and he pours some of its liquid contents into his glass before placing it down. Then he languidly leans back, raising the glass to his lips -- doesn't smell like anything's in it, though of course he can't be sure.
In the end, it shouldn't matter. Sentinel will recognize any harmful substances and remove them from his system before they can affect him in any way, so Adam takes a sip. ]
Well, they aren't to me. If I remember correctly, I believe we were gonna talk about the things we want. So allow me to get straight to the point. What do you want from me?
[ Taking a bit of a gamble here, but still. If his suspicions turn out to be true, 'Lord Daval Prestor' would rather keep idle chitchat to a minimum and talk business. ]
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[ That's an assertive grunt there; he's listening, but he's more occupied with the bottle right now. It's not like he doesn't have any manners, it's just that most of the time, he doesn't bother with them unless the social context doesn't permit it. He's talking to a Lord from some kingdom that's invited him to his home... that's nice, and he'll say thanks, but that's it.
There is also no reason to pretend he isn't already perfectly aware of all the stuff he's being told right now. Metal digits effortlessly free the bottle of its cork with a wet pop, and he pours some of its liquid contents into his glass before placing it down. Then he languidly leans back, raising the glass to his lips -- doesn't smell like anything's in it, though of course he can't be sure.
In the end, it shouldn't matter. Sentinel will recognize any harmful substances and remove them from his system before they can affect him in any way, so Adam takes a sip. ]
Well, they aren't to me. If I remember correctly, I believe we were gonna talk about the things we want. So allow me to get straight to the point. What do you want from me?
[ Taking a bit of a gamble here, but still. If his suspicions turn out to be true, 'Lord Daval Prestor' would rather keep idle chitchat to a minimum and talk business. ]