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[i_love_kettch]

Wes hates Milliways, sometimes.

Not very often; but sometimes.

After talking to Myn (and not saying much of anything at all), he'd looked round the bar quickly in case Hobbie had come in while he wasn't looking. But he hadn't, or if he had he wasn't there, and Wes needed him. Needed something, anyway

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[majorinyri]

She walks in the door, having been downstairs as well, but not knowing that Myn had come in.

She stops as she enters, looking at Wes. Then looks around the room. Then back at him.

"You okay?"

[i_love_kettch]

Wes looks over at her, confused for a moment, and lowers the bottle to the bed.

Then he grins. "Hi. Yeah. Perfect. Why?"

[majorinyri]

She gives him a look.

It's flat and says 'I don't believe you.'

"No reason. You just...usually take your drinking downstairs."

[i_love_kettch]

He shakes his head and it's a little too exaggerated.

"Thyne," he says, and that 'th' sound is surprisingly hard. "Iceheart. Can' really shoot when drunk-- tipsy, tipsy, not drunk. Li'l tipsy."

That, and he didn't want to run into Myn again, or anyone else who might decide to show up from the past.