The tall Acanthus doctor got rather silent after Toren's somewhat bossy intervention. He knew the man had meant no harm, but of course he would be free to Cabal, or not, as he would see fit. Miach felt getting crankier by the minute, and knew it for a sign of tiredness.
It's been nice winding down here, you're right. But I agree, it's time for some rest now, it's been a full evening. And tomorrow will bring its share of toil, no doubt... I'll keep in touch. See you !
Shaking hand with his fellow Mystagogues, he rose and took his glass back to the bar, then left, thinking about the reception Bastet would give him... he grinned.
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