We sat there in the freezing silence with our wooden tankards sitting completely untouched on the table.
I stared at the dark liquid for a few long minutes before eventually letting out a heavy sigh, figuring there was absolutely no point in just sitting here overthinking about the invisible monsters outside.
Reaching out, I picked up my tankard and took a small sip of the ale and immediately regretted it.
"Bleh," I groaned, violently scrunching my face in disgust. "How do you guys even drink alcohol? It tastes like… I don't even have anything to relate it to!"
Garek raised a thick eyebrow at me across the table. "Was that your first time drinking?"
"Yep," I nodded with my face scrunched up from the bitter aftertaste.
"How old are you?" Garek leaned back in his wooden chair.
"Twenty,"
"You have been of age for seven years now," Garek pointed out with genuine confusion. "And you haven't drunk even once."
