[Oh Cynric. Oh no, Cynric, no, don't drunkenly weave over to the guardrail like that please...
Horatio decides to abandon his post at the foot of the gangplank, and go meet his drunken companion half way. Mainly in the hopes that he'll be able to catch Cynric, should he go lurching off towards the black waters of the dock.]
My god man, how early did you start? I should have promised you coffee instead...
[Would Cynric have accepted coffee? Probably not. Is it completely too late to try and renegotiate this now? Definitely.]
Brackets seems to be what the spirit is calling for!
Horatio decides to abandon his post at the foot of the gangplank, and go meet his drunken companion half way. Mainly in the hopes that he'll be able to catch Cynric, should he go lurching off towards the black waters of the dock.]
My god man, how early did you start? I should have promised you coffee instead...
[Would Cynric have accepted coffee? Probably not. Is it completely too late to try and renegotiate this now? Definitely.]