[Tiernan swirls his wine lightly before taking a sip. His smile is faint and almost wistful.]

I do have a curious talent for being in the right place at the right time. Or the wrong place at the wrong time, depending on the day of the week and who you ask.

[He gestures to the seat next to him at the bar, a casual invitation.]

Well, at least it's not Lucas again. It's nice to meet you, Amdusias. Somehow I find myself deeply unsurprised you get in trouble around here.

[The touch of the Telepathic Bond spell is featherlight, a delicate brush of magic that it is Ammy's choice to accept or reject.]