[Fortunately for all parties involved, Byleth arrived at Bondrewd's lab unmolested and in good time! The directions had been simple enough to follow, and the glowing fungi made it easy to spot out the rather... ramshackle looking front of the workshop. Byleth couldn't help but eye it curiously, wondering if it was a form of disguise to deter would be ambitious looters. No point in rooting around something that looked so unappealing.
But he didn't linger overly long on his inspection of the workshop: Bondrewd's towering, unique form was pretty hard to miss against the glowing backdrop. He cut an ominous figure, patiently waiting for him to approach before offering his hand and greeting him. Byleth considered the appendage briefly, before reaching out to grasp it firmly. No fear in this lad.]
Bondrewd. Yes, a drink would be nice. Alcoholic or otherwise.
[A more cautious man (probably Claude or Yuri), likely would've stared aghast at him for accepting a drink from such an inscrutable man in such an isolated location, but Byleth was confident (maybe overly so) in his own body's robustness. While he didn't understand how or why, most poisons and drugs passed through his system harmlessly. The few times an enemy had tried to drug him with a tranquilising or paralytic agent ended with failure, as the effects had been so greatly reduced as to be negligible (though he did feel a little nauseous or headachy afterwards).
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But he didn't linger overly long on his inspection of the workshop: Bondrewd's towering, unique form was pretty hard to miss against the glowing backdrop. He cut an ominous figure, patiently waiting for him to approach before offering his hand and greeting him. Byleth considered the appendage briefly, before reaching out to grasp it firmly. No fear in this lad.]
Bondrewd. Yes, a drink would be nice. Alcoholic or otherwise.
[A more cautious man (probably Claude or Yuri), likely would've stared aghast at him for accepting a drink from such an inscrutable man in such an isolated location, but Byleth was confident (maybe overly so) in his own body's robustness. While he didn't understand how or why, most poisons and drugs passed through his system harmlessly. The few times an enemy had tried to drug him with a tranquilising or paralytic agent ended with failure, as the effects had been so greatly reduced as to be negligible (though he did feel a little nauseous or headachy afterwards).
So, it was a weighted risk. Also he was thirsty.]