[ This is better. This is familiar. Rowan instinctively leans in closer so their shoulders bump together, his eyes glancing once around the bar and then back to the elf beside him. It's nice to have a familiar face with him in this strange realm of ships and space and alternate universes. Something warm welcoming to ground him and keep him sane. A good reason to come back from the dead.
Rowan laughs and this time it sounds like a true, hearty laugh of amusement. ] Thank the Maker for small mercies. [ He waves his hand to motion for a drink while the other starts to sliiiide around Zevran's shoulders. Testing the waters. ] Just warn me before you do it, so I don't bite my tongue or something.
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Rowan laughs and this time it sounds like a true, hearty laugh of amusement. ] Thank the Maker for small mercies. [ He waves his hand to motion for a drink while the other starts to sliiiide around Zevran's shoulders. Testing the waters. ] Just warn me before you do it, so I don't bite my tongue or something.