Aymeric decided to hang out in the doorway to sip the ale and continue to talk to Estinien. He smiled to himself, holding the bottle near his lips as he spoke.

"Did you see something you liked, my new friend?"

He could barely hear his own words, but they sounded like the right words, maybe. He watched Estinien's form move through the dimly lit room. He felt a jolt in his loins, biting the inside of his lip to stifle it. Or did he want to stifle it? He wasn't all on the same page with himself.