[If Baptiste is looking him over carefully, he can easily note the only scar one him. A nasty, sunken in thing on his front and back, matching in such a way they must be from the same incident. It's not difficult to imagine it is an impalement scar from some kind of flat, wide blade. A positively medieval looking injury compared to Concord's more modern, western twang to his speaking pattern. Aside from that scar, his skin is unblemished... unless the marks on his face read as scars to Baptiste eye. Many write them off as just that, but at a closer look, they seem to be quite deliberate. More like a set of faded out tattoos than haphazard marks from war.
Concord will give the shirt off his back, or rather the trunks off his ass, at the slightest ask. To offer the vouchers to share a drink was a thoughtless thing for him, too. He doesn't like to condescend with generosity, though. He won't insist if Baptiste thinks this is giving gone too far from Concord.]
If you insist. [he doesn't mind, since Baptiste was who offered to drink with him, it's his decision if he won't also accept a drink...
Which both arrive quickly, Concord's glass lacking ice as instructed. He picks it up and tips it to cheers Baptiste's. Politely mannered, Concord waits for the other man to lift for a sip before he also indulges.]
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Concord will give the shirt off his back, or rather the trunks off his ass, at the slightest ask. To offer the vouchers to share a drink was a thoughtless thing for him, too. He doesn't like to condescend with generosity, though. He won't insist if Baptiste thinks this is giving gone too far from Concord.]
If you insist. [he doesn't mind, since Baptiste was who offered to drink with him, it's his decision if he won't also accept a drink...
Which both arrive quickly, Concord's glass lacking ice as instructed. He picks it up and tips it to cheers Baptiste's. Politely mannered, Concord waits for the other man to lift for a sip before he also indulges.]