[He's back later than expected. That's what happens when you get jumped by a gang, cutting through one of the less... pristine parts of town. He handled it, of course, as you do, but not without a few cracked ribs, and a split lip, which he's gingerly touching as he comes back into the room.
And quite unlike a pirate, he's less interested in that than in the tea.]
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And quite unlike a pirate, he's less interested in that than in the tea.]
Don't suppose you've a cup handy?