The Dayman raised his bottle and toasted to Leske, giving him his well earned one eye of contact.<br/><br/>"So you're on your own eh? Congratulations! I am sure Magnus is off worrying about some silly book somewhere. You know how he is. You are much better off hanging out with true royalty such as myself."<br/><br/>He lowered the beer bottle and toasted to his codpiece with a clank, and then wafted the brew in front of Stratus' puny teenage face before sitting it down on the counter again.