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Jeff does excited zoomies.

He pays attention to Jeff doing the zoomies.

"Mrrr!" Jeff proudly shows off a custom-sized San Jose Sharks hockey jersey that he has procured.

"Lovely outfit, Jeff!" Blaze said as he smiles at the little shark.

Basil fumed, accepting the hug but her cheekbones turned red~ "I- grrrr! I guess we're acquaintances for now! How can two people be more than friends if their attention is wandering?" She wiggled in his arms~ but cooled off shortly. "My tonic... it's got magical fermented candy... mixed with living pumpkin cells and tears from a ghost~"

He watched Jeff and wagged his tail.

He thought for a moment before letting her go. “Sorry... I got carried away,” he said, releasing her. “Is that all there is? I'm okay with that...” His voice took on a somber tone as he stared at her after she had been wiggling in his arms. He reflected on the potion she had given him. “So, what will it do to me?” he asked quietly, leaning his face closer to hers. He wanted to understand more about the tonic and hoped he wouldn't turn into a pumpkin or something absurd.

“Will it really turn me into a pumpkin?” he asked with a slight laugh under his breath, the thought amusing him. But then memories flooded back, waves of his past when he had been a guardsman who killed for the wrong reasons. His expression became even more serious as he pulled away from her, as if he wanted to avoid getting involved with anyone.

He chuckled at Basil and Blaze "young love"

He blushed at Drael's remark as his attention was temporary on him. "I hope she feels the same way.."

In comes Ami as her power armor changed in appearance as she looked at everyone, her purple eyes looked everyone in the tavern. She stayed silent in the tavern as she took a seat and looked at Blaze. She knew about his past from Athene as her Covenant told his evil deeds. But she saw a redeemed man and not a villain. Quietly she said, "Where is my little brother..." She looked at Basil as she had a cold look on her face that said keep ones distance.

"Brother Greystorm? I don't know. I really only see him here. We're in different Great Companies in our chapter, after all."

HE pushed the door open and he nodded to Drael and placed Frostbreaker and his bolter rifle into the weapons box.

"Brother Greyhowl.....Ami...."

"Okay..." she said before she heard the door to the tavern bursts open as her brother came in. "Brother, what is wrong?" she asked a little worried as she patted at the table she was sitting at for both to sit with her. "Tell me what is wrong, Brother," she said as she prepared for some bad news. "You are welcome to sit here as well, Brother Greyhowl," she said as she crossed her legs together.

"Ah, there you are."

She started to giggle, her cheeks turning pink and her eye "brow" raised as she took a softer tone. "Silly~ you won't turn into a pumpkin~" she nudged him~ "I did say it's a healing tonic~ that's just what it's supposed to do~ feel any better? It's supposed to take away all of that lethargy you were feeling earlier~" she smiled with her eyes!~

then she heard what he said about how she feels. "How do you feel about me?" she asked genuinely.

Hearing her take a much softer tone, he listened intently as she spoke to him. He sighed with relief when she assured him that he wasn't going to turn into some kind of pumpkin. As she nudged him, he managed a slight smile, unsure of how to react. Reflecting on it, he realized he did feel a lot better after drinking it. "Thank you, Basil," he said, his smile broadening. It was unusual for him to smile, especially considering his past.

"Yeah... I mean, you want to go on a date. Wouldn't that make it official?" he asked cautiously, looking at her. It was a serious question, and he hoped it wouldn't offend her.

"Give him a chance!"

"I'm quite hungry, sister. After threw weeks straight of fighting on a desiccated world to fight back Chaos influence.

Mathius, do you have any of those roast beef sandwiches? If so, we'd each like three.

Blaze, a glass of whatever my sister would like, and Fenrisian Ale for Brother Greyhowl and I, please"

"You've definitely developed quite the appetite since then, Brother. Welcome home. I'm fortunate you're here to tell the tale of fighting off the Chaos influence," she said, reflecting on everything her brother had endured during their time apart.

"Most definitely, Mathius," Ami replied, her own hunger growing after battling heretics infused with the powers of Khorne. It was as if both of them had faced hell and emerged alive to share their stories.

"Yes, please, Blaze," she said softly to the man, sensing he was very different from what Athene had described. "Brother, this man... Never mind. That's a story for another time," she added gently. "I'll have some Fenrisian Ale as well," she said coolly to Blaze, hoping for something other than recaf.

Blaze left Basil for a moment to serve the customers their drinks. "Here you all are—Crystal mugs filled with your favorite beverage: Fenrinsian Ale. I see you haven't had it before," he remarked while looking at Ubba. "Maybe someday I’ll give this alcoholic drink a try," he added as he placed the three mugs on the table and gratefully stepped away.

Returning to Basil, he said, "Sorry about that. Serving customers is my main priority." As he reflected on the tonic, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The pain that had weighed on him lifted as he finally recognized that he wasn’t entirely at fault; he had been manipulated by Slaanesh themselves.

Hearing Mathius encourage Basil to give it a chance made him smile.