Back in our tent Vivia stripped and cleaned herself shamelessly in front of me. And I watched her despite feeling awkward. My intention was to instill some shame in her (and definitely not watch her for other purposes, promise) but she actually got a kick out of it and I ended up feeling some semblance of shame instead.
Mission failed successfully.
When Vivia was done cleaning herself, we dried by a fire and then headed for the pub. It'd stopped raining a while ago, so we didn't get wet again.
Cheery.
Cheery atmosphere.
I expected the village to be asleep by now. And a vast majority of the villagers were asleep. But these people, they were having fun.
Smell, wooden and of beer. Lots of people laughing. Lots of people drinking. Some weeping. One guy kept on drinking and drinking. Everyone cheered him up till he passed out. The guy next to him puked everything back up and people laughed even louder.
