While he was drinking and eating something, Nahelus was in the pub. In the sleeping giant inn, where he frequently stays, the big cat was going about his business. Not really aware of his surroundings, not really concerned in the first place. The big Khajiit sucked back his drink and let out a contented sigh. His tail flicked softly, and his ears twitched with desire as he exhaled, the Khajiit accent heavy on his tongue.   The large cat sat there drinking his ale, enjoying the taste of the ancient drink in his hand. His tail is still flicking with excitement. For a frumpy cat, he seemed to be enjoying his drink a bit too much, especially due to showing so much excitement for a simple drink. Unlike the larger kahjiit, he took a glance around, seeing everyone around him enjoying their night as much as he was. He looked back down at the drink and licked his lips before diving into that sweet roll he had before him and groaned quietly to himself due to the sweet nectar icing that was gazed perfectly on the cake he had before him.    Nahelus was eating his sweet roll as slowly as possible, savoring the taste. Finally,  the door of the in swung open to an unfamiliar face he'd never seen before, especially in the sleeping giant. Shortly, his attention was placed back on his sweet roll since he held no interest in people to begin with but was still wary of an unfamiliar face in the sleeping giant, whether it was friend or foe. He wasn't going to find out since that's not his problem or fight.