"I..." began Tristan, but the barman was called away. Tristan quickly ate some of his meal to speed up his stay. All of this was very surreal. Had he accidentally medicated himself? He frowned as he thought through the actions of the day and the possibility of having accidentally mixed something in his water. Nope. But best start now. He downed some of the ale.

"I don't have a lot of experience with roosters... nor with ducks..." he said awkwardly when the barman returned.