[ An alcoholic knows a fellow alcoholic, it seems! Hector laughs aloud again, finally taking a swig from his glass. It's good, this stuff. And also having someone around to drink with him. ]

Your service is appreciated, Kaveh. I appreciate you. [ He flashes another grin, tilts his head. A bit of his hair falls out of place, but he quickly shoves it back behind his ear and gets on with it. ]

Divinity's Reach. [ ... ] If that doesn't ring any bells, then Tyria. [ He shrugs. He isn't sure how he's supposed to elaborate any more than that, if Kaveh doesn't know what Tyria is.

He appraises Kaveh much in the same way--scanning his clothes, eyes shamelessly settling on his boob window for one long second, then back up at his face. ]

And you?