>>5130404>>5130405>>5130409It does take a few attempts to stand up by shoving your upper body forward with your arms, but you've built enough pain tolerance climbing mountains to endure a few sore spots if you take your time, slowly exiting the building and following Guts around with your eyes from afar. Thankfully Casca stopped him before the entrance for a talk and the streets were empty enough for you to know where he was going at all times. After stopping short before the door to take a breather, you meet a good portion of Griffith's soldiers chatting and drinking their worries away, with Corkus, Judeau and Guts being in a table next to the windows.
"Well, if it ain't Mr knight in training himself... Thought you would forget about your humble origins when got your promotion." Judeau lifts his mug and gives you a cheer.
"Took you a while to get out of Guts' room, didn't it? What, did you get a crush on him? Hah!" Corkus chuckles from the other end of the table before catching sight of a cute waitress on the bar, tugging at her arm midway through an order to see if he could flirt with her.
"Try to ease up on the drinks, will you? Drunk and tired is not a good combination." Guts worries about your wellbeing before cutting himself a piece of cheese from the block.
>I'm not drinking, but some food would be nice.>Well, I did come to a tavern...>I'm trying to stay sober, at least until the training ends.>I wont drink, but I want to buy everyone a couple rounds.>I'm just here for a good talk. 