[He nods once, uncertainly, before clicking off the tablet.
--and he is there, at eight, looking a little less worse for the wear. Still kind of gross, his clothes all filthy and his countenance tense and suspicious (even if he's in the corner of the tavern, glaring out at the patrons)-- but at least he looks a bit less greasy. There's more color in his cheeks, too.]
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--and he is there, at eight, looking a little less worse for the wear. Still kind of gross, his clothes all filthy and his countenance tense and suspicious (even if he's in the corner of the tavern, glaring out at the patrons)-- but at least he looks a bit less greasy. There's more color in his cheeks, too.]