[ The last week’s been eventful for Alex, to say the least. He’s successfully infiltrated a pirate ship, retrieved some important-looking blueprints, and adequately learned the potential problems of relying on a spell with the word distrust in its name! Only a fool would return to the Hobby Horse after stumbling away with a concussion and a dislocated shoulder, but well, no one’s ever accused Alex of being not-a-fool.
He doesn’t know Lion very well? Really it’s just the one awkward meeting and a few brief run-ins, upon which he swiftly avoided the...young man? Wait maybe not— you know what, not important. The point is they aren’t someone Alex is in the mood to seek out. But something about this sight is...strange, and Alex takes note of strange things. Gotta trust your gut if you’re always in danger of dying, after all. So, he lingers in eyesight longer than he really intends to, and there’s we are, spotted. ]
Uhhh. [ Articulate, as usual. ]It’s a...good place to get information? What’s- what’re you doing around here?
c gimme that sweet death trauma
He doesn’t know Lion very well? Really it’s just the one awkward meeting and a few brief run-ins, upon which he swiftly avoided the...young man? Wait maybe not— you know what, not important. The point is they aren’t someone Alex is in the mood to seek out. But something about this sight is...strange, and Alex takes note of strange things. Gotta trust your gut if you’re always in danger of dying, after all. So, he lingers in eyesight longer than he really intends to, and there’s we are, spotted. ]
Uhhh. [ Articulate, as usual. ]It’s a...good place to get information? What’s- what’re you doing around here?