Pan Flute:
Igatho takes the drink. "Thank you, Sassy!" She bobs to Nathan's singing as usual and pats her leg to the rhythm, once again showing she can keep rhythm really well... but when Justin makes his suggestion, Igatho says, "O-tay, Daddy!" and crawls for the outside with her new drink.
Pan raises an eyebrow at Karl. She is a doctor who has trained since infancy on how to fight, what causes pain, and what relieves pain. However, she is also far from one to brag of her prowess. Which includes social kung-fu. "Karl. I do not desire to inflict pain on friends. The question is why do you?" She asks with a tone that communicates she is not angry... but sad.
Justin just looks over to the crowd with a sheepish grin, testing his ankle as Karl's arrival reminded him of it, and helped Darcy guide the frost giant child out. Fortunately, the tavern is made of sterner stuff, as only a couple chairs got tipped over, which was slipped back into place.
"Most people know how kids act at times. Uber cute, even when they're big 'uns." That produced some more chuckles as the meeting continues.
"I didn't hurt him," Karl said.
"He hurt himself trying to drop kick a dwarf. Big difference. Besides, all I wanted is glance at his little black book and help Karl find girlfriend, the casanova!." Those last two words were louder and aimed at a certain burgomaster inside the tavern.
"I am not a casanova!" Justin spat back while Karl grabbed the nearest tankard of mead and started to quaff it.