[Ha ha. If he was ever intending to swim in that lake (he wasn't) then he sure wouldn't now, but he's not the right person to ask anyway. He shrugs it off as the joke it probably is, then waves as they part ways.
But after returning to his room at the inn to shower and change and have a much needed few minutes to just. Sit and smoke and not think about that nightmare, he makes his way back downstairs to the bar, where he spots Aziraphale easily enough from the stairs. At which point he stumbles and falls the few remaining steps onto the floor. Graceful as always, Rosinante. Whether Aziraphale or anyone else tries to help, he gets himself back up, checks his lantern over, dusts himself off, and walks over, though there's a quick detour to retrieve the pillow he usually leaves in a corner of the room. He places that on the floor at Aziraphale's table and sits, and even on the floor his long legs have to bend awkwardly to fit under the tabletop.]
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But after returning to his room at the inn to shower and change and have a much needed few minutes to just. Sit and smoke and not think about that nightmare, he makes his way back downstairs to the bar, where he spots Aziraphale easily enough from the stairs. At which point he stumbles and falls the few remaining steps onto the floor. Graceful as always, Rosinante. Whether Aziraphale or anyone else tries to help, he gets himself back up, checks his lantern over, dusts himself off, and walks over, though there's a quick detour to retrieve the pillow he usually leaves in a corner of the room. He places that on the floor at Aziraphale's table and sits, and even on the floor his long legs have to bend awkwardly to fit under the tabletop.]
Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long.