[there's another delay before he replies, but he straightens up--for the first time in hours--and stretches out his shoulders. it's one of those little signs that means that he's thinking. Robin gets to wait again, because Irahl doesn't have a simple answer.
if it had been some night at an earlier point in his life, it would have been easy to decide. having a long history of being bothered into it by coworkers and comrades, it was something he'd sort of taken for granted and hadn't put much value in before.
but now that fresh air and an open sky have become a rarity for him, the thought of ending the night is something that he finds himself not as eager for. it's why that parade of drinks hasn't slowed all night.
all parades must come to an end eventually, though.]
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if it had been some night at an earlier point in his life, it would have been easy to decide. having a long history of being bothered into it by coworkers and comrades, it was something he'd sort of taken for granted and hadn't put much value in before.
but now that fresh air and an open sky have become a rarity for him, the thought of ending the night is something that he finds himself not as eager for. it's why that parade of drinks hasn't slowed all night.
all parades must come to an end eventually, though.]
We have work tomorrow.