It's been far too long since Jay has had a moment to herself. Away from the ship, from the constant battles and seafaring and monsters- it's been entirely too long since she's just had a peaceful drink alone. She loved her crew mates, don't get her wrong. But being the only woman on a ship full of men? Exhausting. She took a sip from her ale, leaning her arms on the bar as she fixated on her drink. The tavern wasn't exactly everyone's idea of "peaceful," but compared to fighting curses and soldiers and monsters every other day? This was heaven.