Don't worry, I'm a healer. If it makes anyone ill, I can fix that right up.
[Michonne's feigned suspicion prompts Anders to defend his meal choice with a smile before she whisks the tray away, returning with drinks for the two of them, which he accepts gratefully.
He spares a moment to read the label on the bottle. It's not a beer he's seen before. This is exactly why he'd wanted to take part--after all when in his life will he get to sample food and drinks from other worlds?]
Thank you. I'm glad to see you've found a reason to celebrate. I'll drink to surviving another day! [He turns his head in Nathaniel's direction.] This is Nathaniel. Don't mind him, he always looks this way. Dourness is his customary state.
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[Michonne's feigned suspicion prompts Anders to defend his meal choice with a smile before she whisks the tray away, returning with drinks for the two of them, which he accepts gratefully.
He spares a moment to read the label on the bottle. It's not a beer he's seen before. This is exactly why he'd wanted to take part--after all when in his life will he get to sample food and drinks from other worlds?]
Thank you. I'm glad to see you've found a reason to celebrate. I'll drink to surviving another day! [He turns his head in Nathaniel's direction.] This is Nathaniel. Don't mind him, he always looks this way. Dourness is his customary state.