Anthony flinched. "Damn. You okay?"

Luckily the tea was not hot anymore. But Tobias still looked as if he had wet his pants. He took a serviette and tried to dry himself. "Aye, just clumsy. This is clearly not my day."

Anthony laughed at Tobias' misfortune. "Certainly seems like it," he said.

Tobias was annoyed, confused, and tired. He put the cup down and started eating again, so that he could leave.

"Noone will notice it anyways, so don't worry about it too much," Anthony said, and clicked his tongue. He rest his chin on the table again, and looked at Tobias.

"Thanks..." he said. He hurried with the last bit of his food.

Anthony was bored, now. He sighed exaggeratedly and fluttered his eyelashes, trying to figure out whether he should try and get more drinks out of this guy or whether he should just let it go.

Why was he doing that... thing again. It made him very uncomfortable. He put his cutlery down. "Well... I'm heading back to the inn now. It was nice meeting you." uhuh.

"Oh," that was very sudden. "I'll walk you there."

Maybe he's just trying to be friendly. Maybe he's just trying to be friendly. Tobias kept telling himself that. "Oh, it's alright. I'm sure I can find my way," he said, getting up.