[Michael]

Michael nodded at the woman, even though she wasn't directly indicating him in her introduction- no mind to be that brazenly rude at the moment. He tilted his head a the green haired man, giving a little shrug of his shoulders. "Seemed a night as good as any other t' be out an about. Ain' like I got no where else t' be, besides." He grinned a little.

"Honessly, got me an invite t' go joinin' that party they call a war- an mama, ooh she couldn' 'a been prouder. But then, I din' like that idea very much." He gave his coffee a look as though telling it that it had better behave itself, sipping from the thick sweet nectar. Wow..well, he suposed there was more than one reason the man owned an inn. By -god- his coffee was good.