Rictor/Drake/Open.
"Not my celebration," he corrected, slightly uncomfortable. The celebration was really for the Guild; Aspel and Drake were here for meet and greet and to be paraded about, as far as he was concerned. To be honest, the very idea of celebrating something like this seemed strange to him, although he knew it was tradition. It just seemed jarring to celebrate something when no accomplishment had been made, or it wasn't a holiday.
He and Aspel still had yet to prove themselves, and, if the reactions he had been getting most of the evening were any indication, there were few people who thought that Drake would eventually do so.
"I don't need a babysitter, Korporal," he drawled, rolling his eyes and dragging his thoughts from their previous meandering. "If anyone needs one, it's you."