"It's weird seeing him so psyched up right after suffering those life threatening injuries. If it was me, I would need weeks or even months to get over that experience" Wyot added teasingly as he drank the ale from his mug.
"This is not a laughing matter Wyot, Blake almost died" Frida reproved "You should listen to me and get some more rest"…
"What do you mean, there is such a good party going over here. You want me to miss this?" Blake continued gobbling one food after another as if making up for all the nutrients his body lost during the previous fight.
"Haha, well said Blake, as adventurers how can we miss a banquet? Today let us drink and eat to our heart's content" Wyot raised his glass for toast.