Raven; Catch-all

[misstrust]

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[misstrust]

... I'd drink to that.

[ IF ONLY. ]

[laid]

[WELL, ACTUALLY.]

Yeah? I got a bottle of wine from one of the leaders the other day, if ya wanna share.

[misstrust]

... They gave you wine?? Well now, I don't think I can refuse that.

[laid]

Yeah! Turns out all you gotta do is ask the leaders, and they can magic you up some!

[So now he'll get up and start heading back towards the inn.]

[misstrust]

And to think I didn't want to be too rude... thank goodness you thought to ask.

[ as she falls into step beside him. ]

[laid]

They seem pretty eager ta accommodate us. Or mine does, anyway.

[Sighs.]

I feel kinda bad for 'em. They're in charge, but they're not in much better position than we are.

[misstrust]

I hope that's the case... I still don't know how truthful they're being.

[laid]

I dunno, if they wanted us to fix things, what do they get out of withholding information?

[misstrust]

Our cooperation.

... Well, it's too early to say either way.

[laid]

Mm...

[In any case, here's the inn!!]

No need ta worry about all that when we can drink, though!
[He's gonna hustle up to his room to get the wine, since he assumes it would be far too forward to invite Dorothy up there with him....]

[misstrust]

[ She would go, but.

ALAS, HE DIDN'T ASK. ]

[laid]

[NO!!!! Well it's not like he's actually angling to try anything, anyway. He returns with the wine, slipping into the kitchen to grab some glasses.]

I knew it was a good idea ta hold onto this fer a bit.

[misstrust]

I'm very flattered that you would dive into it for my sake!

[ But honestly happy, she loves having a drinking buddy. ]

[laid]

Of course! Drinkings all well and good, but doesn't it always taste better with good company?

And I can't think of many people here that're lovelier company here than you, Dorothy darling.
[Working on getting this cork out of the bottle.]

[misstrust]

Oh, I bet you say that to all the ladies.

[ Prove her wrong. ]

[laid]

Of course not! Old Raven's got very discerning tastes. I'm hurt that you'd think otherwise.

[He says this in a tone that suggests he's not actually hurt. Just dramatic.]

[misstrust]

Discerning?

Well, it's true that you happened to choose very good company.

[laid]

Mm, I'm sure you got guys lining up out the door ta have a drink with ya, Dorothy darlin'.

[Anyway he's got the wine open so now he's pouring it in a glass for Dorothy first, and then himself.]