[ piter pins tyki with a reproachful glance, an eyebrow raised slightly. ]
Ahh, then I shall have to trust you. [ he won't, of course, be placing any trust in the drunken fool tonight; his guard is raised and subtly maintained. ] I would be more inclined to were you to answer my first question— tell me of this power of yours.
[ his eyes trail from tyki's face to his drink, and he nearly laughs himself at the thought of how much the man must have had by now. ]