About Dorchhh, m'lord, about what was going on, what was behind that forsaken door- [For perhaps the first time Viren's heard, Everett sounds angry. Truly, genuinely bitter. He's a composed man, level headed when he meant to be, but this had pissed him off. No two way about it. Take his bonded away from him and he's not so easy going-

But even sloshed, Everett isn't a complete fool and he's not someone who spills information carelessly, not even when drunk]

Should find someplace more private-like.

[he snaps to the barkeep to brings them something, pointing between himself and Viren]

Eh, two shot of something strong! For the road! My tabs paid up, promise, promise.