"Mm, nyet, I think we'll be fine they wouldn't leave students stranded out here." He hopes. As it is he thrums his fingers along the line of the mug. As it is, the pub isn't crowded due to the rain and it seems that most are debating between leaving and staying to drink more.

Nobody bothers with the two nations sitting by themselves and that's just fine with them. Here's a swig of Firewhiskey, violet gaze sweeping over the pub and landing on his companion once more. He easily picks up on the nerves, tilts his head.

"Do you want to buy more to take back to the castle instead?"