"Yes!! I-" For a moment, Rolan flounders, unable to articulate just how much being the Master of Ramazith's Tower means to him in the face of such unyielding apathy. How hard he worked to get there. How close he was to losing Cal and Lia. How much bullshit Loroakkan, his idol put him through. In the end, he gives up on being eloquent and slams his hands on the counter. "It means I have a home! A place where I can study in peace, and have some control for once. A place where I can put my skills to good use! And the library..."

The look he gives Anthem is one of pure lustful desire. Not for her, of course, but for the books. "If we ever return home, you have to come and visit. You will love it."

Anyway. As Anthem finally sits beside him, Rolan slumps, not quite leaning against her. His tail swings towards hers, aiming to make contact for just the briefest moment as if in search of support that he'd never openly ask for. "Hells, I just want to go home. Just yesterday, I helped fight off a Mindflayer invasion, and now this? I don't care if the drinks in town are better, or if I'm thrown out. Serves them right for kidnapping me."