"Deal." Major agrees flatly, holding out his hand, pinky up, to pinky swear on it. He loses himself in his thoughts as he looks out towards the surface of the lake. The village would make something like this happen, wouldn't it? He could imagine the lake being suddenly crowded with beautiful, scantily clad women, maybe in costumes from their nerdiest pubescent fantasies. The village would do that.

"Battle of Pegasus is what I miss the most," he states with a heavy, heavy sigh attached. But at the mention of D&D, he looks over towards Ravi with renewed hope and widened eyes. "Sirjay Esclaborne, the human paladin." He reaches out to put a hand on Ravi's shoulder. "And Mosco Bandywax of the Mirkwood Bandywaxes, the Halfling monk." He feels something like hope for the first time in what feels like forever. "Do you think we could get something going? Do you think the others would wanna play? I mean, what's the off-chance we have a DM brain loitering around somewhere for Liv to nom on?"