super lavitz, the hero of bahamut (gripes) wrote in emillion, |
Lavitz could only give him a look that would've been a Look had there been more fire behind it. "That's encouraging, I look forward to puking my guts out," he put forth, opting not to mention how long it'd been since he'd had anything to drink. Two months of sobriety wasn't exactly a record, but to anyone else, it might've been.
He drew his attention away to the crowd that milled past them, taking in the faces, the excitement he couldn't mirror. It was almost disappointing, but at least he had Kiernan to take his attention away from that.