Campfire Children [AMON]

Amon had left the camp for a couple of minutes to search out the nearby region for safety purposes, and even set up a couple of threads here and there, which would function as an alarm system with the bells that they were connected to in the camp. Ensuring the safety of the group was his job for today after all, so of course this kind of precautions were a necessary action. Well, not necessary, but something that was good to do anyways.

Returning to the campfire, where Eva and the others were at, Amon walked up to her and took a seat on the side where the boy -Ricky, was it?- wasn't at, with a meter and a half between the Sheikah man and woman.

Placing his satchel next to him, Amon took a deep breath and just stayed quiet for a bit, enjoying this moment. Of course it wasn't the usual campfire he had with his group of mercenaries, but it was pleasant enough in its own right, even if the mercenary might've preferred to be without any kids around.

Soon enough, the Sheikah man felt like he had had his quiet moment for long enough, and as he grabbed his satchel and began digging for his alcohol gourd, Amon turned to look at Eva.
"There's nothing in the surrounding area, and I set up some alarms here and there, so I'll know if anyone or anything gets close enough, so we're good for now." As he finished, the Sheikah man's eyes brightened up a bit, as he finally found the gourd he had been looking for, and pulled it out from his satchel.
"So, how're you feeling?" Amon asked, pulling the cork from his gourd and took a drink of that oh-so-delicious ale.

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A very subtle smiled reared into the mercenary's face, as Eva replied to his question. Both for the fact that she was at least getting somewhere in speaking up a bit more -not exactly getting more words in, but getting longer words to her one word replies was something- and the fact the she so adorably began to get some red on that pretty face of hers.

"I'd say I'm comfortable too. I've been more comfortable of course, but the drink and the pretty company are more than enough for me." Amon answered and shook his gourd a bit, leaving out the fact that the kids were the biggest reason for him having been more comfortable. He might be the kind of guy who says what he wants, but it was just kind of a habit to keeping that to a minimum with employees.

Taking another sip out of his gourd, Amon let only the crackling of the fire speak up in the quietness of the night and looked at the flames dance. This was a necessary step in his opinion when having a chat with a person, who's not the best at socializing. You had to let them take a breath every once in a while, instead of bombarding them. And of course the mention of the Sheikah woman being 'pretty company' may or may not have required some sinking in on the receiving end.

After a minute or so of silence, the Sheikah man spoke once again, this time extending his hand holding the gourd a bit towards Eva.
"Want a sip?" He asked with a relaxed smile.

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Amon was actually surprised, when Eva nodded and took the gourd. He really wasn't expecting for her to actually take a sip of alcohol, but not like he was going to stop her at this point. It would most likely just end up being amusing, as the ale in the gourd was especially strong.

And just like expected, it sure was an amusing sight. First from the mixed expression of disgust and surprise, with Amon only smiling, to her starting to cough and causing the Sheikah man to chuckle. It's not like he was trying to be mean spirited with his amusement, but he really wasn't going to hide it at a point like this.
"Maybe next time we'll have you get something a bit lighter, eh?" The Mercenary tested the grounds a bit, trying to see if she'd be willing to try alcohol again sometime, as he took the gourd back, with a small grin.

After listening to whatever answer the Sheikah woman might've given, Amon set his gourd to the ground and dug around his bag some more, pulling out a bit bigger gourd out this time. This one had water in it instead also.
"Want some water to wash down the taste?" The man asked, shaking the gourd a bit, causing the liquid to make quiet sloshing sounds.

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