P'azih chuckled, striding over confidently and taking a seat, not realising he'd chosen the seat in which the Hyur had lost his life. He bit back, just enough to NOT make a joke about losing or wringing his neck. He was certain the lady, while intoxicated, would cleanly snap him in half for such an infraction.
"Ah, Franz! How did I miss you? You're so huge!" he said as he got comfortable. "My thanks for the invitation. I'm P'azih. Tia, naturally." he said leaning over to sniff the bottle of cinnamon twanged liquor.
His face scrunched lightly, ears splaying a touch. "Gods... a drink like that? I'd certainly be snapped in two." he mused, more to himself sitting back down. He looked tot he female again, she didn't look great... he wasn't going to be the one to tell her. "And you are, Miss...?"
"Ah, Franz! How did I miss you? You're so huge!" he said as he got comfortable. "My thanks for the invitation. I'm P'azih. Tia, naturally." he said leaning over to sniff the bottle of cinnamon twanged liquor.
His face scrunched lightly, ears splaying a touch. "Gods... a drink like that? I'd certainly be snapped in two." he mused, more to himself sitting back down. He looked tot he female again, she didn't look great... he wasn't going to be the one to tell her. "And you are, Miss...?"
