[Faolan's not oblivious. He notices the dark glasses that the other man is wearing indoors, now, after the sun has set. And he also notices the way that the other man's focus doesn't quite seem to be on him, at least not the way that a seeing person's would be. It doesn't really bother him one way or the other. Though it's good to note.
He raises his eyebrows at the other man -- Matt, he supposes it is -- though he knows better than to look a gift horse in the mouth. Or to refuse a free drink, for that matter.] Faolan. [He introduces himself in return.] And I'll have another whiskey, if it's all the same to you.
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He raises his eyebrows at the other man -- Matt, he supposes it is -- though he knows better than to look a gift horse in the mouth. Or to refuse a free drink, for that matter.] Faolan. [He introduces himself in return.] And I'll have another whiskey, if it's all the same to you.