[ "He's dead and we're not" has been the very low bar the Mighty Nein have been operating with for some time now. Caleb doesn't see a reason to abandon it, even in the face of a potential plane shift and the end of his world. Some semblance of normalcy is...preferable. (Necessary.) He looks at the flask for a moment, wary, before accepting the offered item. ]
Thank you.
[ In this moment, he misses Nott very much. But the burn of the whiskey is good. It's steadying. And it's nice to have some momentary distance from the sense of...homesickness. ]
I ah. I don't suppose we are going to see any money for this, are we?
[ This is what they get for just poking around. No promises of reward when they make it back. ]
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Thank you.
[ In this moment, he misses Nott very much. But the burn of the whiskey is good. It's steadying. And it's nice to have some momentary distance from the sense of...homesickness. ]
I ah. I don't suppose we are going to see any money for this, are we?
[ This is what they get for just poking around. No promises of reward when they make it back. ]