"Ah, yes. Those dry years were hard on us all." For someone who was used to drinking ale with a meal, Prohibition hit him fairly hard. Though he could not even begin to imagine what it might do to someone who was the personification of an alcoholic drink. "But it is always nice to be able to wander and explore. See new horizons, meet new people."
Again Forseti wondered what about the relationship between Absinthe and Achilles. Had he inadvertently stumbled into the middle of a lover's quarrel?
"A bit too dark for my tastes," he commented - being used, of course, to the brightly lit golden halls of his forefathers. "But if we follow our noses, no doubt it will lead us to something interesting."
He smiled, as a long-forgotten memory came to him all of a sudden. "When I was a boy, at the great feasts hosted by my grandfather, we used to try and sneak food from the kitchens."