[ He's slower to react than he'd normally be even if it's only by the handful of seconds it takes him to perk up. He's flat on his back in the middle of a table set dead center of the room like it used to be a meeting place at some point in the way-back-when. Surprisingly, he's not actually naked, though he's made a halfway decent effort at getting himself there. Did he lie when he'd said he was naked? Maybe. It's possible. He's bare-chested when he levers himself up onto an elbow and it takes a second for his eyes to focus through the gloom on the shape of -- what he assumes to be -- Cayde. ]
Seen 'im. [ A smile blooms wide across his face, cheeks flushed. He's clearly inebriated, but it's mellowed out some from where he'd been a while ago, like he's on his way back down the hill rather than climbing up it. ] Took you long enough.
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Seen 'im. [ A smile blooms wide across his face, cheeks flushed. He's clearly inebriated, but it's mellowed out some from where he'd been a while ago, like he's on his way back down the hill rather than climbing up it. ] Took you long enough.