01-10-2016, 08:56 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-10-2016, 08:57 PM by Arl Lotreab.)
"Ah." Arl relaxes a bit with the confirmation, finally taking the time to pick up one of the drinks and begin sipping it. That lasts all of two seconds before her caution fades enough for her to remember her thirst.
One chugged drink later, Arl turns back to Mr. Guardman. "Heh, sorry. Still a little dehydrated.. so, how large do we think this group is?"
One chugged drink later, Arl turns back to Mr. Guardman. "Heh, sorry. Still a little dehydrated.. so, how large do we think this group is?"