Erich, for his part, had not drunk much during the 'binge'; instead, he had savoured a total of two beers, then chose to simply have a tall glass of ice water to last him the remaining time in the bar; he hadn't had cause to talk much, instead letting his ears do the work of studying the interactions between the newcomers. Privately, he noted the general attitude of distaste aimed towards the apparent Clan apprentice that had been hired on, and was, to a point, silently amused by Brooklyn's attempts to converse with Lei, having found that the petite Capellan was rather difficult when it came to squeezing more than four-word sentences out of. Still, the social lubrication was, to the old warrior's mind at least, a good thing, and something the company sorely needed in order to maintain and improve cohesion.<br/><br/>Pulled from his thoughts when Walt rapped on his mug, Erich raised an eyebrow at Walt's announcement, then grinned like a Bear sizing up a particularly juicy salmon. "Careful what you wish for, Walt. I might be inclined to put you through your paces so the newbies can show you up as well." Standing up slowly, he placed his empty waterglass next to Walt's stein, the look he directed to Jack silently informing the bartender that he was going to get a refill on his water before he left.<br/><br/>After a moment's consideration, he simply placed his hand over the Stein's lid, and spoke, just loudly enough for Walt to hear. "Set an example, Walt. What's ordered for the company is ordered for you, too."