You knew trusting a guy local to a grim place like Rustport was an unwise decision, but getting stranded at such place didn’t give you much choice.

However, when you did find out he had been… less than honest with his intentions in helping you, he tried to make it clear there were no true ill thoughts.

“I have to do what I gotta around here… Even if it means throwing someone under, Water Wight or not.” He dismisses, before a charming grin spreads across his lips.

“…Tell you what, I’ll treat you to a drink, finest Rustport can offer, no funny business this time. It may not win back your favour, but~” He stops, raising his brows expectantly as he ignores your incredulous expression.