Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141127202735/@comment-12599067-20150102025435

(Well, I mean, he's passed out in an alley. They're not really going to give him much mind, I should think.)

(Lol, I bet Conall's probably pretty conflicted right now.)

The man cleared his throat and shifted in place uncomfortably, probably conflicted between whether or not he should allow her to buy him a drink. She was quite attractive, and it was hard for him to imagine that she was dangerous. However, at first mention of the name Rowan, the man immediately became suspicious, as evidenced by a sudden catch in the man's breath. From what he knew about the man, Rowan only had one lady friend, and she'd disappeared off the face of the earth.

"Aye, I do," the man answered simply, unsure of how to answer. "Well, I should not say that I do... I'm a hired hand for someone who does. I live with him. Uh, in seperate bedrooms, that is," he clarified. He was aware he was letting something slip, but he hoped that by stating that he did have company where he lived, he could keep her away from his home and hopefully end the conversation at that point.