“Good” Clay replied without an answer. He leant forward resting an elbow on the table, the smile taking his lips disappearing behind his mug. After another heavy gulp the empty mug came down with a ‘clang’ on the table and Clay sighed. “I’m exhausted, tired, and there is much to do. The room and food is yours in exchange for the odd job here and there.”
Clay slouched a bit further, toying with the second mug.
“You can start by seeing who or what is creeping outside by that window.”
Clay motioned, without looking, towards the glowing green orbs floating in the nearby window. With that settled he went back to his drink.