All expenses paid? Then what did he just shill two silvers for to make the barkeep brew some coffee?
Oh well, it's not like they were his silvers.

[sup]『 [i]Ludvig[/i] 』[/sup][indent]"Wait, really? Ah, I guess y'all just mince and fry the garlic as part of the dish. I like having it as a condiment, maybe a snack too. I used to have a little jar of it, I seem to have dropped it... back in Helvetia. Oh, well."[/indent]
Takes a bite out of the sausage roll, and a spoonful of sauerkraut.

[sup]『 [i]Ludvig[/i] 』[/sup][indent]"It seems like -- ooh, that's a good sausage roll. Um... Seems like I said something I shouldn't have."[/indent]
No apology. It's worth the two silvers.

Now that Carmen's back with the group and Amaris inadvertently reminded him upon mention of her slaughter, there was indeed a question lodged in the back of Ludvig's mind ever since meeting every one of these people. He was sure this team of seemingly random people are all [i]good[/i] people, but he just had to be sure.
He pivots from his barstool to get a better view of everyone in the tavern.

[sup]『 [i]Ludvig[/i] 』[/sup][indent]"Speaking of things I shouldn't say...
So, um... I guess we're heading into troubled lands tomorrow, huh? Lots of ne'er-do-wells and whatnot.
Hey, what's our stance on dealing with those who would harm us? Is it... Is it fatal? Are we on terms with fatalities?
Probably not, right? Church and all... although I also feel like we're coming into this just a tad [i]too[/i] armed.
Not just you, my dearest. Literally everybody."[/indent]
Glances at Amaris during the last two sentences and gestures [i]wide[/i].