The Inn was packed with people, all drinking like tomorrow wasn't there. Sena had been really surprised, even more overwhelmed, which he found funny- the Vessel of Fate getting dazed by some drunks. So she had asked to go to bed... while he had stayed a little longer.
Aether sat at the bar counter, laughing as a man wrapped his arm around his shoulder, pulling him towards him, as he took a sip of his drink.
It was nowhere near his first time in an Inn; after all, he had lived in one in Demon of Dread, and one that was worse than this, well morally, it was a lot more complicated, with the whole thing about the alcohol being water and the people just pretending it wasn't.
But still, what he wanted to say was that he was used to it.
