Laughing, Saiden shrugged. "You did all the work. Seems like you should enjoy the fermented fruits of your labor." Winking playfully at Remi, the cook gestured for the alchemist to take a sip of whatever it was he'd concocted.
Grinning, the cook nodded. "Aye, everyone. You've made quite the impression on us simple folks of Torchline." That was obviously a joke, as the people of Torchline were anything but simple.
Arching an eyebrow, he settled into the seat, giving the other man a grateful man. The Hali set the sack on the ground, then leaned forward. "And have you ever seen or spoken to this daughter of his? Perhaps she's all part of the illusion." Resting his elbows on the table, he smirked. "His loss in that case."
Grinning, the cook nodded. "Aye, everyone. You've made quite the impression on us simple folks of Torchline." That was obviously a joke, as the people of Torchline were anything but simple.
Arching an eyebrow, he settled into the seat, giving the other man a grateful man. The Hali set the sack on the ground, then leaned forward. "And have you ever seen or spoken to this daughter of his? Perhaps she's all part of the illusion." Resting his elbows on the table, he smirked. "His loss in that case."
