Estinien had not been possessed over-long, not like last time, so there was no weakness or illness to contend with that kept him from drinking far too much to try to further muddle the already vague memories. He's clean at least, hair combed and put up in anticipation of dealing with the heat on the journey he means to undertake--because Solus is right, he does definitely intend to go out on one of his adventures, without saying goodbye. The packed bag slung over his shoulder says as much.
Though it's not ungratefulness that makes him want to avoid this conversation, it's the fact that he knows Solus is going to want to talk about it.
The hollows under his eyes are darker than usual, and he's hungover and cranky and hates that the universe seems to exist to spite him.]
I was about to.
[Well, one of you isn't bothering with pretense, at least.]
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Estinien had not been possessed over-long, not like last time, so there was no weakness or illness to contend with that kept him from drinking far too much to try to further muddle the already vague memories. He's clean at least, hair combed and put up in anticipation of dealing with the heat on the journey he means to undertake--because Solus is right, he does definitely intend to go out on one of his adventures, without saying goodbye. The packed bag slung over his shoulder says as much.
Though it's not ungratefulness that makes him want to avoid this conversation, it's the fact that he knows Solus is going to want to talk about it.
The hollows under his eyes are darker than usual, and he's hungover and cranky and hates that the universe seems to exist to spite him.]
I was about to.
[Well, one of you isn't bothering with pretense, at least.]