He waved the manner of whether or not he was leaving England yet aside. A few more days, he thought to himself. A few more days and then he would decide.
"I would say the best, exactly," Jae teased, because she was the one that was suppose to be too sure of herself and comforting. Not him. He reached over with a hand to shove at her shoulder. "I flew circles around you at the last Cup, if I do recall correctly. And if you get kicked off now, I'm not going to be able to do it again."
He reached up to undo his tie, which until now, had held itself in a firm knot. He was home, he had eaten, and he was finally starting to let the drag of the day flow past him and relax.
Wiggling his toes inside his socks, he added, "I would have thought you'd be able to hold your liquor, anyway. What happened there, Teagan?"