Gail had made his way towards the water. People had been congratulating him for the monster kill the entire party, and the has grateful! Truly! But he also felt what he did was pure luck and all this was, not That deserved. Besides, he was running out of legible refusals for a drink AND being around so much alcohol was making it harder and harder to resist the temptation to take just one drink. And he knew he couldn't go down that path, not again.

As he arrived to the waterfront he noticed Gyre. Oh my god someone else had the same idea? Oh dear, he hope he didn't bother him...

"Ah, sorry. I didn't realise someone else was already here... I can uh, just leave."