[ Amos has all of the delayed reaction time and pleasant grace of someone truly well inebriated. Silco hadn't been seeing things, though; this was a new bar for Amos — stop whatever of whatever number it ends up being — so he had, indeed, been showing off his shard. Considering the fresh liquor he's got his hand hovering around now, it's been a good strategy.
When Amos did figure out it was Silco, though — the movement of that drink sure helped catch his attention properly — he just reached out, took it, and downed it all in one surprisingly smooth motion. He set the now-empty glass down on the bar top, patted the seat next to him for Silco to sit, missing the first time but getting it right on the second. ]
If you're buying, then sure. [ His words were slurred, but he was also intelligible enough. Amos blinked a few times, trying to reset his vision. ] Don't got anything on me though. So showing 'em what I am is doing the trick.
[ Was he going to regret this later, having outed himself as an Aion to who knows how many members of the general public now? Yes. Who cares? ]
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When Amos did figure out it was Silco, though — the movement of that drink sure helped catch his attention properly — he just reached out, took it, and downed it all in one surprisingly smooth motion. He set the now-empty glass down on the bar top, patted the seat next to him for Silco to sit, missing the first time but getting it right on the second. ]
If you're buying, then sure. [ His words were slurred, but he was also intelligible enough. Amos blinked a few times, trying to reset his vision. ] Don't got anything on me though. So showing 'em what I am is doing the trick.
[ Was he going to regret this later, having outed himself as an Aion to who knows how many members of the general public now?
Yes.Who cares? ]