Unintended

20

Considering it was one of those rare moments where they were all present in the base together, a calming aura seemed to envelope the space; this peaceful atmosphere was all encompassing and allowed all who basked in it to truly, for the first time in a long time, to just feel utterly content. Though there was the pressing matter of long-living humans to speak about, and how to deter them from wiping out everyone on the face of the planet, along with anymore functions of Gaia's that needed to be found, but none of those things were a topic of conversation. And for that it seemed to make everyone else feel further at ease. They knew those things were important, but for once, just this once, it would be nice to civilly talk, not just that, relax.

Considering how jovial and peaceful the mood was for everyone, it seemed like Erend was opting to be forthcoming and out came the home-brew. "We are honoured," Varl had joked watching Erend easily roll the cask along the floor from his room. The spare cubicle in there had been used as further storage for his things. Of course, if anyone else appeared, he'd move his things. But it wasn't like Kotallo's machine part horde wasn't also spilling out to other parts of the room.

Aloy, having no clue why Varl said this yet sounded so sarcastic and joking just looked questionably around at her gathered friends. "Erend's been sitting on that brew like a mother duck with her eggs, which has been quite amusing. Anyone tries to sneak a taste and he's practically chased them out of the room! Oh, come on! That's surely an illegal move?!" Nureka explained with a quick glance over her shoulder at Aloy before looking back at the Strike board in front of her. She was regretting letting Kotallo try and teach her this game. Her patience wasn't really the best, and if she couldn't grasp how something worked or functioned then she was even less inclined to want to participate or attempt the task again.

"I'm not cheating, you just weren't listening to the rules." Kotallo's response was as simple as that, even as Nureka gaped at him, doing her best fish out of water impression which just warranted him to stare blankly at her.

"It isn't right to try it until it is ready. Only I have that privilege," Erend said, shooting looks between Varl and Nureka, even though Varl had said no more. He did hold his hands up in a sign of peace and just leaned against the counter next to Aloy. Erend didn't seemingly need help rolling and lifting the large circular object up. The Oseram was one of the strongest amongst them, and that became ever clearer right now. Once it was situated where Erend was happy, he patted it fondly and turned to look even happier yet at his friends. "Who's first?"

"And you deem it ready enough for us all now?" Varl turned and leaned his forearms against the counter and just got a hard look sent his way by Erend. "Are we worthy?"

"It isn't every day that we have the Saviour staying in our presence for dinner as well as the whole evening, is it?" Erend commented, knowing full well he'd get a half-felt glare sent his way by Aloy. Titles meant very little to her, they made her feel a bit awkward, it wasn't that she didn't respect those with titles, she just didn't like those titles being attached to herself.

"So, you're sharing purely because of me?" Aloy raised an eyebrow and mimicked how Varl was leaning and looked at Erend as he shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, there were mumbled words coming from him that made very little sense.

"You should stay more often, if it gets him to share what he's brewing." Varl said with a smirk sent in Aloy's direction, she scoffed a little at his words yet didn't shoot the suggestion down. It was good to touch home ground.

"Hey now, steady on, it takes time, the right ingredients and finesse to get this right." Erend said while looking between his two friends as they looked like they were trying not very hard to stop themselves from laughing. The word finesse was the trigger which set them both off eventually. Erend could be known for very many things, but finesse was pushing it. Aloy and Varl didn't mean to set Erend off grumbling under his breath, but it was funny.