Rain swirled the man's drink in her hands and leaned forward, speaking quietly.
"I don't think we'll need to worry about carrying him. He seemed to be doing pretty well for himself. He sure wasn't starving and his clothes didn't look half so beat up as mine. Plus he could afford to come in here to spend and not beg like us. Hm... oh, this is just the way mom used to make it!" Rain grins at the booze, and Kat smiles at that.
"Besides I kind think it would be fun to travel with him. He seemed nice to me and I've never met too many people who've traveled as much as him. You're the only one come to think about it. I think it would be neat hearing the sort of stories that he has to tell. So waddaya say mom, can we keep him? And do you want the rest of this?" Rain looked at her friend hopefully, and pushed the rest of the drink across to her.
Kat took it, nodded and drank about a quarter-sipping slowly.
"I guess I'm getting too jaded in my old age...alright, if you trust him, I guess I can try as well. We'll travel on with him come morning.
Just have to keep an eye on him till he proves his caliber. Make sure neither of us is alone with him-he doesn't get to be the only one on night watch, that sort of thing. You promise to be careful until we know for sure, Rain?" Kat asked, sliding the remainder of the glass back to her friend.
"You can have the rest-I might be doing an encore soon, can't afford to be too blotted out." Kat said.