'Does he have any art skill' Shin asks. No, none at all. But how hard can it be? He knows how to write, isn't that enough? Maybe the inebriation will make it so an untapped reservoir of creativity will flourish.

Or not. Probably a bad idea, but it's going to linger in the back of his mind. "You did? You know.. I think I did too." In his memories of this place, he was technically by some body of water. But in his dreams, he feels he's living in another dream world that stem from a life on an island surrounded by ocean.

So the water calls to him, naturally. Maybe that's why rum is his drink of choice? The assumed islanders pick. "Yeah, if it isn't broke don't fix it." Actually, he'll take anything offered, but rum is so convenient and you can mix it with so many flavors. It's the thing that gives him the least worst time the next morning anyway, probably the biggest deciding factor.

"You know, I've never got into the smoking thing.. I don't know why. Not for lack of trying, it just. Doesn't hit me? Maybe I'm naturally immune." Or maybe that's all crap and he's never actually inhaled.

They have a few blocks ahead of them at this point.