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Cath Delaney (dian_cecht) wrote in inpoormerit,

Cathair had spent most of the day alone. After his less than lovely conversation over the journal things with Eden, he was back to believing that she was utterly insane and avoiding her for certain. He wasn't much keen for company, considering how well yesterday had gone.

So he'd waited until the lady who was insisting on making supper for everyone had cleared off. She'd left out some of the food, it was cold but still better than anything he could cook himself. He'd made himself up a plate of food and settled down at the bar after digging himself out a bottle of whiskey and a glass.

Hearing the door open, he looked over to see what other member of their prison community was disturbing his solitude. He didn't recognize her, which wasn't saying much as he'd only been able to account for maybe ten people, even though he knew there were more there merely from the names on he cottages when he was mapping.

"Hello," he greeted softly, turning back to the bar. He inclined towards the leftovers. "There's still some left. Some sort of beef and potato dish. It's not bad."