Jeffrey
*Rhogharr would chuckle at Ardon, finding it funny he'd be able to care for a child, let alone an oxen.* "I'll stick with my dog idea for now Ardon, even if they can't pick up a hammer. They can at least grab the mail or letters for me, which is nice in a way." *Said Rhogharr, now taking a long sip of his tankard before asking anymore question.* "And well, sorry to come off a bit rude with how i'm going to ask, but who or what made you exactly?" *Said Rhogharr, interested with the strangeness of him and the multiple arms of different types*
Gregory
"Those are some really wise words, Yukine." *He would smile and when she asked those questions his memories would appear in his head. He had a family and a little sister that he loved so much. He would look down at the table.* "Uhm.. I had a sister that I loved so very much. She was only 11 when she.. When she died.. " *A teardrop would come down from his eye and he tried wiping it off but the tears still came.* "I-Iris.. That was her name.. She was a kindhearted and cute little girl." *As the tears came down he would rest his head on his elbows and cry on the table. A moment later, he would wipe his tears off and look at his finished tankards.* "The only reason why I became an alcoholic was because I wanted to wash away my pain. I couldn't save her and I can't change that." *He would sigh, his heart hurting.*
Eugene
Yukine stared at Kenpachi as he talked about his sister. Certainly she didn't think he was going to start crying, much less that his sister was dead. Apparently it was better that she didn't ask that question, because she didn't know how to deal with people crying. She didn't feel guilty that he remembered bad memories, but she also wasn't completely ignoring that fact. Yukine sighed and put a hand on the table before speaking.

"I'm sorry for bringing it up, but your sister must be seeing you now. Then stop crying."