Oooookay, Tal was not particularly well equipped to handle whatever was going on here, but he'd been at some pretty low and hungover places in his own life before and he - with no small amount of shame - recognized the signs. His scowl lightened to a mere grimace and he reached up to rub the back of his neck, wondering if a couple of adventures and some snark were enough for him to get involved or not.
Or if it would be wiser to shove off and leave the poor Captain in peace. Might be better for her pride if he did and they could pretend this had never happened later... but...
Aw, hail. He kind of owed her his life or something after what they'd been through together in the Suvahasi. And maybe she owed him hers? The math got a little complicated after that, and involved way too many letters for Tal's comfort, so he just shrugged and reached down to help corral some of the empty bottles that had escaped Thal's grip. "Let's see if there's an old bag or sack around here, yeah?" he suggested, casting about for a handy place to start sticking things. The bottles didn't bother him but he could see the glint of broken glass a little ways off to the side and he definitely didn't want to be juggling that bare-handed! "You, uh... y'in port here long?" he asked, desperately casting about for something that resembled small talk.
Or if it would be wiser to shove off and leave the poor Captain in peace. Might be better for her pride if he did and they could pretend this had never happened later... but...
Aw, hail. He kind of owed her his life or something after what they'd been through together in the Suvahasi. And maybe she owed him hers? The math got a little complicated after that, and involved way too many letters for Tal's comfort, so he just shrugged and reached down to help corral some of the empty bottles that had escaped Thal's grip. "Let's see if there's an old bag or sack around here, yeah?" he suggested, casting about for a handy place to start sticking things. The bottles didn't bother him but he could see the glint of broken glass a little ways off to the side and he definitely didn't want to be juggling that bare-handed! "You, uh... y'in port here long?" he asked, desperately casting about for something that resembled small talk.
