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When Eli awakens, a dry mouth irritates him. He makes himself as presentable as will serve him, and seeks out breakfast in the Mess Hall. He looks around for Kimroth specifically. Should he find him, Eli petitions the man.
"I would like some applejack. A man like you, discerning eye and all, I'm sure you'd have some kept away, right? It would serve a mighty purpose this morning, I can tell you truthfully. What say you?"
Kimroth looks up as Eli enters, his wide grin settling into more studious lines at the request. "For you, I can find a bottle." He pulls some keys from his waist chain and unlocks a chest down below the bar, retrieving an aged bottle of something or another. He pours wordlessly, then sets both down in front of Eli. "I don't suppose I could interest you in any food to go with that?"