[All this time, it seems the man in the hat had been waiting patiently for them. Either he had nothing better to do or he was used to people looking at him warily. It's a short walk to their destination, a house where Ignis can only assume the man lives.
When he's handed a bottle, he examines it curiously, looking at the liquid inside.
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When he's handed a bottle, he examines it curiously, looking at the liquid inside.
Most likely, it's some kind of alcohol.]