Considering that Capros had seemed to wish to just continue walking for now, Andronicus did much the same. Since he had just arrived not all that long before, though, he didn't have a place to stay like the other. Nevertheless, he didn't want to just go into Capros' temporary house anyway, and just waited near the doorframe. Once a spare canteen had been thrown from the small place, he caught it effortlessly, no doubt a nod to his feline reflexes.<br/><br/>"What are they serving exactly?" The fact that it might have been a bit different than he was used to sound interesting, but he wasn't so sure about that.<br/><br/>Andronicus didn't pick up whatever whispers Capros could hear in the breeze in the slightest. "Sure, I could fill you in on everything we were supposed to do, or at least what I know of it. Do the Gods ever give anyone all of the instructions all at once?" By that point, though, he realized that something was up. It looked like Capros was being influenced even though no one was around.<br/><br/>"Dionysus is loose-lipped, but I can never trust what he says since he doesn't remember it come morning" Despite the fact that Capros might have been standing stupidly and such, Andronicus secretly wished he served someone who was respectable enough to warrant a bow like that. He never would have offered such a gesture for Dionysus if he could find some way to avoid having to do so.