Gerald walked in the room and was impressed by the two women who were already there. Lyzara looked somber and was still sitting at the side of an obviously distraught Isadora, but both were sitting up and were looking at him, with their eyes clear (if puffy).
"You're later than I expected." Lyzara commented, before her eyes drifted to the liquor in the man's hands. "And far more sober than I anticipated as well."
"It's whisky. It shouldn't take as much to get a man drunk."
"No, but I have seen you drink professionals under the table before." Lyzara motioned to a lone chair that was in front of the women. "Please sit down, Wer… I mean Gerald." The man took his seat.
