[ A pint, Thancred can manage. He's not so low on coin that he can't make that work, and he isn't going to worry Himeka by even making reference to his current financial situation. He's already found ways to earn his keep in Nott, and he suspects he'll uncover additional methods before long.

But then the hug comes, one he really should have expected. Himeka squeezes tight, almost knocking the air out of him, and he lets out a warm chuckle as he returns it, resting his chin atop her head for a moment (while also taking care not to bump her horns).

It is good to see her in the flesh after all that's happened and how much his life has been uprooted.

As they pull away, he heaves out a sigh at her comment and nods. ]

I won't argue that point. This time, anyhow.

[ So with that, they head into the tavern and find their usual table, putting in orders for their pints. Thancred lifts up a leg to rest his ankle on his opposite thigh and leans back in his chair. ]

How have things been in Solvunn? I understand you all had to retreat underground for a time as well.