Talômi rose slowly from the ground. Huddling by the wall wouldn't make matters any better, and would likely make them worse. If Rie found him there, in such a sorry state...well, that wouldn't be the way he'd most want to start this reunion, that was all. So he'd get another drink and try to think this out before he did anything rash.
He walked into the common room, his hood thrown back over his face. He got an ale and was looking for a place to sit when someone caught his eye: an Elf, whose name (from what he could hear of the conversation) was Tarondo. Talômi had a strange feeling that he ought to talk to this Elf, and his intuition was rarely wrong; it had saved him and Rie from a fair number of scrapes in the past, and he knew to trust it. He went over, smiled shyly, and gestured to the empty seat. "Is anyone sitting here?"
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