Emerald eyes widened at the other man in both surprise and amusement as he strung together far more words than he'd expected to get in response. Hannibal had honestly expected some kind of look or maybe even nothing at all but instead he got.. were those insults or just opinions? It was hard to tell.
All the say Hannibal began to laugh that barking laugh of his, doubling partly over from the hilarity of it all. The stoic boatman had a lot of opinions about the young Jedi and they were all phrased in a way he could appreciate. Hannibal often had a sharp tongue himself but getting such commentary from the stoic and broad-shouldered boat maker he'd come across just made it even funnier.
"Haha! Damn straight I'm a space scout! Chose to do some good with the gifts I've got in the same way they helped me." He moved to drink from his glass but, of course, it was empty. Hannibal tutted and watched the other man take a drink of his own from the bottle he'd summoned to his hand, standing up from the table and walking right on the over.
"My sincerest apologies, would you prefer the upper-class clip of nobles? Buff Bubbles the Boatman has fancy taste." Not that Emryc could see it but maybe the big grin no Hannibal's face was visible. "Still can't sing though, not my wheelhouse. But beautiful? Should've asked to see when I wasn't wearing pants. Let that live in your head rent free."
His hand reached out to retrieve the bottle of gin and take a swig of his own before passing it back over.
"You mentioned other villagers, yeah, and I'll get to them. After I retrieve the drawing."
All the say Hannibal began to laugh that barking laugh of his, doubling partly over from the hilarity of it all. The stoic boatman had a lot of opinions about the young Jedi and they were all phrased in a way he could appreciate. Hannibal often had a sharp tongue himself but getting such commentary from the stoic and broad-shouldered boat maker he'd come across just made it even funnier.
"Haha! Damn straight I'm a space scout! Chose to do some good with the gifts I've got in the same way they helped me." He moved to drink from his glass but, of course, it was empty. Hannibal tutted and watched the other man take a drink of his own from the bottle he'd summoned to his hand, standing up from the table and walking right on the over.
"My sincerest apologies, would you prefer the upper-class clip of nobles? Buff Bubbles the Boatman has fancy taste." Not that Emryc could see it but maybe the big grin no Hannibal's face was visible. "Still can't sing though, not my wheelhouse. But beautiful? Should've asked to see when I wasn't wearing pants. Let that live in your head rent free."
His hand reached out to retrieve the bottle of gin and take a swig of his own before passing it back over.
"You mentioned other villagers, yeah, and I'll get to them. After I retrieve the drawing."
@Sreeya