[ This feels strangely dangerous. Bariyan knows that he has no right to be this carefree, to be flirting with a relative stranger like this -- he half-expects Catsovi to show up and put an end to this nonsense.
But he can feel his skin warming after the wine and, hell, if it is all a dream, if it was all temporary, then why not enjoy himself for a bit? ]
Well. [ Bariyan waves the bartender over once more to fill up on the wine. He stretches his legs out as he does so, smiling contentedly. ] You may have a chance to prove yourself, soon. Careful with my back when you do, I'm an old man and my spine's wearing out.
[ That, and some of his more minor injuries still remained around his lower back. Bariyan shook his head, and put that out of mind. ]
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But he can feel his skin warming after the wine and, hell, if it is all a dream, if it was all temporary, then why not enjoy himself for a bit? ]
Well. [ Bariyan waves the bartender over once more to fill up on the wine. He stretches his legs out as he does so, smiling contentedly. ] You may have a chance to prove yourself, soon. Careful with my back when you do, I'm an old man and my spine's wearing out.
[ That, and some of his more minor injuries still remained around his lower back. Bariyan shook his head, and put that out of mind. ]