The cup of coffee is about 2/3rds of the way empty. Rondo has been hitting it pretty hard, which makes sense given what he's just said about the recent holiday. Noting the glance, he smirks and takes a sip from his cup, whether in defiance or friendly acknowledgement of their mutual interest is hard to say, but either way chances are he'd be up for a refill with a friend.
"Veth's Night is one of my favorites," he admits. "You don't have to plan too far ahead or fake nice to anyone you don't like, because everyone's too busy celebrating to care."
"The idea is to be up and dancing all night," he nods. "So the serpents can't get you."
"Of course, if they do get you, the story is that they'll just take your body out into the desert for more dancing and singing, so it's really six of one, half a dozen of the other. Sometimes people take it a little too far and vandalize things. There was a fire in the western quad last night, but it didn't last long. It was just in one of the garbage compressors."
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"Veth's Night is one of my favorites," he admits. "You don't have to plan too far ahead or fake nice to anyone you don't like, because everyone's too busy celebrating to care."
"The idea is to be up and dancing all night," he nods. "So the serpents can't get you."
"Of course, if they do get you, the story is that they'll just take your body out into the desert for more dancing and singing, so it's really six of one, half a dozen of the other. Sometimes people take it a little too far and vandalize things. There was a fire in the western quad last night, but it didn't last long. It was just in one of the garbage compressors."