( york will always be there when he needs someone to get drunk with. he won't even have to say anything – somehow, he'll just know. which is kind of par for the course with these two, but he likes to think he's doing the world a service by knowing when someone needs him, no matter the reason.

eithan? reputation? whatever do you mean? ( come on, kiddo. we both known you're probably infamous now for all the trouble you've stirred up since you first started coming here. not that isn't a fun thing to do – we also know this one right here has stirred up his fair share. this is probably part of the reason you two get on like a house on fire. )

he's just gonna make himself comfortable on one of the other couches, not quite sprawling, but definitely giving off an air of being comfortable around the mage. like he could be anything else at this point. ) Could always be better or worse. ( he replies with the hint of a grin. ) Look where we are.

( a beat of a pause. ) Eh, all things considered, I've been okay. ( shrug! does eithan need to know about the second plane death yet? nah. ) There's been some stuff goin' down back home, but that's what this place is for. Ignoring shit you don't wanna deal with.

( ha. )