Billingsley Alone

Robert Billingsley was alone. His clothes reeked of alcohol and sweat. He sat on the ground, with his legs crossed in a triangle. A bead of sweat was running down his temple, and he was slowly swaying back and forth. The thought crossed Astra's mind that she could easily have killed him, but unfortunately she could not do so and find out where the goblet was, and get out of this place. And Alexis and Fred would probably turn on her if she killed him.

"Astra. Astra. Can you get me some water? And maybe a bit a bread? There was something that I need to tell you."

"Are you feeling sick?"

"I will be fine. I think. I think I will be fine. I think." He was then silent. "I may have had one too many plates of pork. But I can handle it. A man can handle his food. And his liquor. Ha-ha. I just need, um." More silence. "maybe a little bread, a little water. Settle everything."

Astra's next action:

1. Astra said, as sweetly as she could, "You know, Bob. I really think that goblet that you stole from Zerm is pretty. Do you know where it is?"
2. Guide Billingsley to a place where he could throw up.
3. Try to find some bread and water, as he requested.
4. Use force to try to get the goblet's location from Billingsley. It might not work, but using force for its own sake would release a lot of Astra's pent-up anger..
5. Astra asked him, "Where did everyone else go?"

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