Neos
Look out 'cause here I come
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
"Far from the first time I've seen that duo, surprised they haven't been banned from the premises yet," the stranger shrugged, glancing towards the other customers as if daring anything of them to start something. Fortunately, despite how deceptively scrawny he looked, especially with his height, no one was bold enough to try anything. In fact, a couple of people that had a large number of glasses in front of them decided to either leave or go up to their rooms. No one wanted to risk getting so drunk that they'd deal with claws as big as his. "This also isn't the first time I've had to do a takedown like that with that duo, they're sturdier than they look."
"Before I share anything, need another drink?" he asked as he pointed towards the empty glass in Henry's hand. "If you don't want to get so drunk you can't talk or think properly, the teas here are pretty good." He glanced towards the bar, which served more than just alcoholic beverages, though most tend to forget that. "I've had the cinnamon spice tea a fair number of times, since I...uh, tend to avoid most booze in general."
"Before I share anything, need another drink?" he asked as he pointed towards the empty glass in Henry's hand. "If you don't want to get so drunk you can't talk or think properly, the teas here are pretty good." He glanced towards the bar, which served more than just alcoholic beverages, though most tend to forget that. "I've had the cinnamon spice tea a fair number of times, since I...uh, tend to avoid most booze in general."
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies
I make no apologies
This is me
