Garrett listens with fascination to the story, half-lidded as his tenth drink hits him like a truck. The Shady Lady Saloon was the fifth bar he had browsed that evening and his thin Vitae was swimming with alcohol. Overdid it again, Prosper.
He avoids moving too much as he leans his head against his hand to better support it. On the upside, the downers dulled the physical pain entrenched in his frozen flesh. "Mnh, no. Well, yes, I have, but I am curious how much Topor changes someone," the newest Gangrel says to answer Lina's question, the accent covering most of the slur for someone familiar with indulgence.