"Ah, an ice box. Yes, I see..." Galen said, nodding slowly, though even whatever she was tapping on seemed unusual to him. But then, this whole world was out of the ordinary. Probably some kind of advanced magical tool, just like whatever Axle had on his wrist. The mage didn't question it too much. "Meals served to my room, what luxury! Can't wait to explore more of this place." He was liking it more and more, though truth be told he was also just enjoying his time speaking to this lovely lady in front of him. He looked up briefly when there was a cry from the other room, but was too enthralled by Lydia, and encouraged the conversation between them to go on.<br/><br/>He listened carefully to her explanations, no matter if he didn't understand every detail, before giving a laugh as she mentioned skinny-dipping in the downstairs jacuzzi. That allowed him to understand it to be some type of bath. "Oh, quite saucy... well, truth be told, if it is meant to be a 'shared' jacuzzi, maybe the skinny-dipping could be done together too sometime," Galen said before giving an awkward laugh, stroking through his reddish brown hair. Should he flirt with her? Her calming aura made it almost feel wrong to inject any kind of spicy tension into their conversation. Plus he didn't want to say the wrong thing and seem like a pervert or something.<br/>"In any case, I'll keep it in mind," he decided to say with a little smile. "Thank you." If he wanted to say any more, maybe he could catch Lydia again after visiting the bar, and before going to his room. For now, he decided to head into the next room - a while after Axle had done so.<br/><br/>Axle grimaced a little at Nalia's brief scream, but was glad she recovered quickly from her shock and moved immediately to the bar to serve him a drink - exactly the type of thing he was looking for. He took a seat at one of the stools and slid the orb he was carrying around off his shoulder - making the counter creak a little under its weight as he put it down on its surface. She was really quite sweet, talking as though nothing had happened; he appreciated that. No awkwardness.<br/>"Hm... liquor, please. The strongest you got," he replied with a slight smile, before turning his head and looking over the whole room. It seemed to be set up for some kind of event, but the place was empty apart from them. "Nice place like this, I'm surprised you don't have more customers," he commented as he watched her pour the drink. "And with a hostess like yourself... well... maybe you've heard this from other people before, but there's something about you." His eyes narrowed a little as he observed her, while she served the glass of liquor.<br/>"Thanks," he responded briefly, knocking the glass back instantly and nodding. "Good stuff. I'll take more where that come from." Opening his mouth with a little 'Ah', he squinted at her again. "Just now, when I tripped into that table? That sorta stuff never happens to me. But in front of you, it did. It feels like there's something special about you."<br/><br/>Before he could continue, he looked up as Galen entered, and grunted softly. Here he was getting away from him, guy keeps following after him.<br/>“Remind me again why you’re constantly lingering within stabbing distance of me?” the man growled, to which the mage changed course away from the bar and awkwardly pointed towards the stage. "I'm, er, just having a look around, seeing if there's an event going on or something."<br/>Axle shook his head then, hoping another refill would follow quickly. "Jackass..." he mumbled softly.