He scoffed internally. Yeah right. I didn't sign up for mushy stuff. I signed up for information. He scooted over, to get a better view and better acoutics. As he shifted his weight, his flask fell from his belt. He watched, in slow-motion, as he flask dropped from the inside of his cloak, hit the wooden rafter, bounced, and hit the floor. There was a loud clatter as it slammed onto the stone floor. His heart stopped. "SHIT!" he hissed through clenched teeth.