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Alex is downstairs, curled up in a booth and drinking tea.

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[iustus_rex]

Yeah, he's still laughing.

"I'm completely unable to form an opinion on the matter either way, of course, you know... hardly know the man, only met him once..."

Still laughing.

Rachât sighs, and turns his neck, lipping at Edmund's shoulder.

[the_lioness]

I'm quite sure I should feel worse about this than I do. *She smiles, offering Rachat another apple.* I think you will like each other once you meet under different circumstances. Jon would appreciate speaking with another young man who had encountered the pressures of ruling a kingdom.

[iustus_rex]

"I shouldn't be surprised if he'd rather like Peter, as well. And I've no reason not to wish to make his further acquaintance."

Rachât, greedy creature that he is, is more than pleased to take the apple.

[the_lioness]

*Alanna wipes her now slobbery hand on her breeches and grins.*

Then I hope we shall all share a drink soon and not worry about such things as... horse theft. Thank you for your help, Edmund. Mithros thanks you too. He's much happier here, I'm sure of it. *Bowing, she gestures toward the bar.* Perhaps I will see you inside later?

[iustus_rex]

"Yes, of course, Alanna." He nods to her, smiling, not quite deep enough for an informal bow.

"Also, my thanks for your part in getting Ghost for Alex - I'll admit I hardly know him, but I do rather like him, and he looked absolutely thrilled."

[the_lioness]

He did, didn't he? *She beams.* It was worth it for that alone. Good day, Edmund.

*Waving cheerfully, she stops for a whispered word to Mithros and heads back to the bar.

Judging by the look on Mithros' face, that word was "Firestorm."*