[Despite the circumstances that's brought them here, Guy displays a somewhat upbeat attitude. He chats up other shardbearers whenever he has the chance, asks questions, goes about trying to find out where exactly they stood so he could get a better picture of what they were up against. He's about to get himself some more drinks when Bobby comes up to him.

Guy can't help staring. This is the first time he's seen someone who's practically an ice cube and it takes him a moment to register the other man's talking. With a blink, he tries his best to string together his scattered thoughts.]

Uh... [So far, so... not so good. He's still kind of looking him over.] I don't know a lot since I'm a recent arrival. But if you want someone to talk with, I'm game. What's your question?