"I did?" Peiter questioned. He felt like he had done nothing at all, so he was surprised to hear that he had any measure of success. "I didn't create the light like you wanted, but you said I was...channeling, right? I mean, that is something. More than I've ever done before, definitely."

As Peiter stopped focusing on his magicka, he started to smile. Technically, he had not actually cast any magic yet and still wouldn't consider himself to be close to even being a novice, but for the first time, he had felt a small taste of a force that had always seemed so strange to him. It was satisfying. In his cheerful mood, he turned himself around and hugged Sabine tightly. He said nothing, and did not seem to want to let her go.

Colors glanced back and forth between Janius and his drink. "Well...I for one think that wine [i]is[/i] an essential." He said as he took a drink. "I mean, my pride has been through a lot. It is imperative that we be able to keep our morale as high as possible, so naturally, I thought to grab it for their benefit. Besides, there was extra space in my bag after we finished going through everything else that was useful, so there was no harm in taking it. I mean, wine is a valuable item, so if nothing else, we could sell it." Evidently, Colors could not settle on a single excuse, because he seemed to be giving them all at once. 

"Colors, just close your mouth, and pass the bottle." La'khay interrupted. S'ajira trotted over and gave the bottle she had taken to her to open. La'khay uncorked the bottle and allowed the Pahmar to drink a portion before taking a large swig herself. "We have it now, so there's no point in worrying about how or why it got here. Just enjoy yourselves."

Leaning over towards Tzirret, La'khay offered the bottle to him. "That includes you, 'cloudy-cat.' Just relax. Tell us about yourself, what is it, Tzirret, right? Where are you from?"