𝙍𝙤𝙝𝙬𝙮𝙣 𝙑𝙖𝙣 𝙁𝙚𝙧𝙪𝙨

Yes, if I don't hold them in line they go a little overboard but, they do well.

...You've probably already noticed that.

Ah, I meant the Pups being as...Busy as they are. They at least get work done.

[He glanced at Carosa. A gentle smile pulling at his lips.]

But they're all good.

Can't be helped.

[He gives her the whole box he had on hand. Those Eorzean backpacks carry a lot it seems. He got one just for carry space.]

Eat up.

🍏: Rohwyn is just a 40 something year old man with a penchant for doing things to extremes.

Like Godbert Manderville (not the former potion but definitely the latter.)

...I've got Chocobo strips, nachos, Garlean pizza, mozzarella sticks...What else do you want?

You want a meatbun?

[He went out to get food earlier really.]

Don't 'Beh' me, you need to eat.

🍏: No one asked I just wanted to say so.

No wonder that fire is burning so brightly. Alright, cork it. Gotta feed ya.

🍏: Rohwyn is a "Puts you in a headlock and then locks your legs into an upward position" type fucker.

Lightweight.

[He chuckled as he said that, uncorking the next bottle he's drinking and drinking it down with ease.]

Good job.

[He chuckled and guzzled yet another few onzes before blinking and holding the bottle upside down...Shrugging and walking to a pile of snow to pull out a hidden bottle.]

Round two?

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🍏: Rohwyn:

Fairly so.

[He takes the bottle and takes an equal swig, guzzling it down before growling and chuckling.]

Tastes better when you pull the bottle from the snow.

<-- Has another name for Augusta.

Woah-ho, looks like my spitfire of a third got the fire in her belly.

Good Girl.

[He knows his Third's ire toward Zenos, but he set the bottle out for her.]

Melt away your worries, even Garlemald's cold clime can't match the warmth of hot spirits.

[Did he mention he gets spicy liquors? Get ready for it.]

... He'll be fine.

Only if you want.

[He uncorked the bottle with his teeth and spat it out.]

We aren't using cups.

...Augusta, I'm not saying you should forgive and forget...But if it starts eating you like this again, take a break in my office.

I get it, believe me, but feel free to take your time going to other places if you need to clear your head.

That's a yes.

Down Girl.

[He held up a bottle.]

It's not drowning if more than one person drinks after all.

It's that you don't want to relive it, right?

...Wake me up from the liquor when the city is rebuilt.

[Holding up a report.]

'Briefly answered to Good Boy from another voice in the area, it was the only way he stopped'.

Says the report. Besides, you bark louder when you're guilty.

And only now you're worried about /cheating/. I have very few people I trust and I trust the 8th, so I want you to do the same.

And /tell/ me when something is wrong. Whether it's small or large.

Magnus, you realize when you do something like, oh I dunno, MURDER A VILLAGE FOR FUN...It comes back to me, right?

[Dragging the remains of a rogue walker, narrowing his eyes and checking his ammunition.]

...Need to change cartridges.

Augusta, remind me what it is our unit /does/ and why, when off duty, it should matter?

[He does, however, rub the top of her head after seeing her pout.]