
Killian was taken aback by the level of emotions he was feeling. He didn't notice the other man that was seated at the bar, hidden behind the bar menu. And the female that came in seemingly displeased with the choice of drink â€" Everything was just a total roller coaster of emotions for him.
"Take a deep breath Killian, and think this out slowly lad."
He said in his head as he listened to his own advice and took a deep breath, and would slowly exhale as time would slow down in his own mind.
He glanced at the scruffy, but well groomed man that had said he'd take the drink he had bought.
Killian couldn't get a read on this man that had inserted himself into the conversation. All he could for sure see that he was a peculiar person; Both in character and appearance. Not that the way he was dressed was terrible. But it spoke volumes about him.
As for the female who had came in protesting the choice of alcohol Killian had picked, she had a mysterious quality about her. Killian could detect some sort of animalistic quality he couldn't exactly pinpoint. He knew it wasn't bad for certain, but it was still perplexing to him.
After processing everything that was going on around him, he looked to Lazarus first.
"If you so desire this whiskey, then by all means, it is yours. Just, don't call me cute."
Killian would state to Lazarus, sliding the glass of whiskey over to Lazarus and it stopping perfectly in front of him.
With one situation handled, now Killian could turn his attention to the female that walked in and asked about a different kind of drink. Seeing no issue for paying a little extra, Killian pulled some money from his wallet, and handed it to the bartender.
"Give her whatever she would like to have, please."
Killian felt the sudden urge to take a huge sip of his own drink. It had been awhile since he had to deal with two people at once; Not to mention completely different personalities that would most definitely conflict amongst each other.
"Just relax Killian. Enjoy yourself here. Don't let the rabble get your mood down. Relax."
He spoke in his mind again, as he usually would in times of feeling rushed or confused and having to think with a clear mind.
The Call Home ... The Tune In Our Hearts
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