Rocky felt much better after drinking a few refreshment potions alongside Neatwit, straight out of the Guild Storage.
Somehow, the way Neatwit treated him now compared to before the war felt very different to Rocky, as although the Vice Guild Master of the Elites was always kind to him, he did not seem to respect Rocky before today, however, that dynamic seemed to have shifted after the war.
Although he did not bring up Rocky's killing of the Lich, or behaved like a religious fanatic, he did seem to enjoy Rocky's company now more than before as he viewed him as an equal, rather than a talented kid.
"Aghhh, that hits the spot for sure!" Neatwit said, as he drank the fourth consecutive low grade refreshment potion and felt all his pent up fatigue slowly melting away.
Wiping his lips, he began massaging his sore spots as he closed his eyes and lost himself to thought.
