[seasonal event] blindsided

Once there was nothing else to be done for Ronin other than give him space to cry, Bastien found himself feeling rather useless. He wanted desperately to help, but he had never been good at any kind of comfort that didn't come bottled or in the form of a sexual act, so it was best left to Remi and others to handle that part. Someone still had to look after the bar. So he took that back up, supping from a small bottle of his own in the back to numb the parts of his brain that wanted to scream: this isn't fun anymore, when can I go back to Italy?! It was while his head was tipped back to drink that he caught a glimpse of Rexanna. Unsurprisingly given the day's events, she seemed depressed, sat facing away from the majority of the crowd and playing with magic in her fingers. Bastien immediately wanted to go to her; he did not like to see his friends sad and it would be something better to do than pour drinks. With an announcement of an open bar for now, he went over to her and gently put a hand on the back of her chair. "Rexanna. Are you alright, cara? I see you looking away. Can I get you something a little stronger than water, perhaps?" Bastien Push back, push back, push back, With every word and every breath. What god doesn't give to you, You've got to go and get for yourself.