Percy watches with an admiring eye as Vex makes her way through the room, following a pace or two behind. He does have some sense of self-preservation, even loosened up by drink and sex. While some of the group has dispersed to parts unknown, Vex's brother is still in the room, frowning at a hand of cards with a look that's still fairly sharp despite the amount of liquor he's undoubtedly drunk by now. He's an unknown that Percy's in no mood to trifle with; while his sister's old enough to make her own decisions, the knowledge could cause the sort of strife that ends with thank you for your time, Mister de Rolo, but we'd better part ways now.
He can't afford to strike off on his own just now, and he's not in the mood to try. Whatever preserves his fragile entry into this new life is his preference.
"That sounds great," he says, his smile easy, then amends, "both those things. I'll get the drinks?"
She'll see to her brother, he'll put the ale on their tab, and when he comes to join her, she'll have found an appropriate place for them to sit. It's the neatest solution, as he sees it.
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Date: 2025-04-16 05:15 pm (UTC)He can't afford to strike off on his own just now, and he's not in the mood to try. Whatever preserves his fragile entry into this new life is his preference.
"That sounds great," he says, his smile easy, then amends, "both those things. I'll get the drinks?"
She'll see to her brother, he'll put the ale on their tab, and when he comes to join her, she'll have found an appropriate place for them to sit. It's the neatest solution, as he sees it.