When Ahnasha embraced Fendros where he lay, he put a hand on one of her arms and scrunched his eyes shut. For the first time in a month, his heart started to ache. His feelings for her became painful to bear, knowing that they would be lost. He was so tired now. So tired. He relaxed his eyes and let himself try to drift off to sleep instead of thinking. There were still plenty of tomorrows with Ahnasha, and it was no use trying to determine anything now.

When Meesei came back to the campfire, Ariel was at first a little too dazed and drunk to fully process her question. "Hmm?" She was still wide eyed when she turned her head to see Meesei, "Oh, I'm fine," She patted her hand on Meesei's leg reassuringly and grinned, before being interrupted by Janius.

"Drink!"

Ariel turned her entire torso around to face Janius, "What? But I didn't think we were still playing with all the other talk!"

Janius angled his head forward with a smile, moving his mug side to side with his wrist, "Drink..."

Angling her own head forward, but in a disapproving manner, Ariel lifted her mug for the umpteenth time. "Ah," her eyes were on Janius now, "Janius, can you drink more than Lorag?"

"Oooooh..." Janius leaned back and squinted. Ariel had opened a can of worms with that question, one that would be fully opened later tonight if they had enough drink left. Janius drank for his hesitation, then quickly answered, "Yes." He was far too intoxicated to regret saying such a thing. "Meesei, did you really ride a troll when you were last drunk?"