[ Nanami has never been the type to enjoy rowdy post-battle celebrations, and it takes a certain type to understand the benefits of solitude. He's mildly alarmed when he hears footsteps heading towards him but relaxes the moment he recognises the other man - one of the few non-sorcerers around here whose presence Nanami finds tolerable-enjoyable.
Accepting the beer, he nods at the bottle of something stronger between them in silent invitation. ]
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Accepting the beer, he nods at the bottle of something stronger between them in silent invitation. ]
That was an unpleasant one this time.