"Sounds like a delightful ruckus to me." Molly could get behind some rabble-rousing! Clearly, by the look of him. "Mick's absolutely a gem. Played some really nice music for me on that guitar of his, with a bit of magic under his belt he'd make a fine bard."

Molly knew he liked mead either way, nodding his agreement as he accepted the glass. "You know, some of the sweetest things I've found have the biggest kick? Food, drink, people, it really is something else."

He saluted his new friend with his glass before taking a drink, tail twitching behind him as he let out a pleased hum.