[ unfortunately for everyone, don continues to defy death and is worthy a fixer as... any well-meaning person might be, because she stumbles her way back with more spirits than snacks. sure, she's got a plate of like. cheese puffs dressed in some sort of harmless green slime. but she's also got another beer for gebura and two that she very much does not need for herself.

it looks like she's about to debate standing on the chair again before she just sits on it, cracking open the beer with her teeth. sorry for the follow-up lean. ]

I know thee are not particularly for the parties, which is why I ensured Sir Roland would bring thee to the last, [ he Prommied, ] so why is it I still find thee here beside me, Mistress Gebura? Not that I am ever against it, for thy presence is one which I value even now, but surely the reason 'tis not as plain as "because there's nothing better to do".