When I drink I get ape-drunk; I jump and leap about as best as any man can. And if it is with friends, join it! Existence is suffering and I refuse to suffer alone.
Tiberius encouraged me, and we laughed and ran and talked about Curie enslaving other conrasu for her magic.
Then I slept, waking up only to the pounding of devils inside my head.
A man came into the bar near us the next morning. Everything ensued quickly: he acted suspicious then ran; we cornered him; and then I bullied my way into his mind. And traumatized the barkeep.
I wish dad was here. He would know what to do.