Felix Caelus

Jim lets out a breath he hadn't really been aware he was holding when Stratos takes a seat as well. Suddenly he's surrounded by faces he knows and as terrifying and intimidating as Jim has made meeting Nereus Caelus in his own mind it is difficult to be quite so uncertain with all of this knowledgeable support within reach. The cider is definitely helping his nerves as well.

Considering he's something of a lightweight on his world, it's all the more noticeable here where at least ale can be found accompanying nearly every meal. There's a slight color to his face that doesn't fade along with his nerves and embarrassment now and his chuckles come more freely and unguarded. Where Stratos' smile is reserved Jim's in return is easy and bright as sunshine especially once he glimpses Felix's way and shifts to make room once more for the conjurer at his side.

"What's Chorrol have that's worth the trip? The food was lovely at the inn." Of course, for a man who's supposedly spending most of his time off in the wilderness living on travel stores and whatever they can scavenge for to cook over a campfire any home cooked meal probably tastes divine. Besides, they were in Skyrim to boot. Surely the food here in Bruma is more refined to an Imperial palette.

"Though a spot of adventure is good for the soul now and again." But Felix is whispering and Nereus if putting on his best innocent smile and Jim has to think again before a more knowing smile flits across his face and he ducks his head to chuckle at that. "I'm afraid I'll need to apologize for being part of the reason Felix hasn't come home more often to visit."