"What?!" I nearly spat out the water I had just drank into Dwalinn's face. "Y-you can't be serious…?"
Gods, please just let this crazy dwarf be drunk…
"I never say things I don't mean, Mr. Wisdom," Dwalinn said.
Ugh, no. He may be drunk but that didn't matter. Drunk was Dwalinn's default setting after all.
"Let him speak, kiddo," Divah said. "I want to hear what kind of crazy plot he's cooked up with this time."
See, even my master thought Dwalinn was nuts for Coco puffs.
"I'm not plotting anything," Dwalinn replied innocently.
Even Liara gave Dwalinn a dubious look.
The dude was a grandmaster at plotting. Hel, I wouldn't be surprised if he'd orchestrated my whole relationship with Liara when he got her to show me around the campus during my first day here. That's the kind of mastermind I imagined Dwalinn to be.
