The three exchanged glances.
Xanthipparis quickly tried to comfort him, saying,"Agasias, you didn't do anything wrong! We're all grateful that you rescued us from that deadly battlefield in Asia Minor! As long as we patiently stay in the League, I believe we'll eventually gain citizenship and land. Right now, it's just that we're not used to things yet. As for Sparta, believe me and Timasone—at least for the next three or four years, they won't take any hostile actions against the League!"
The Greeks liked to dilute their wine with water, thinking this would prevent drunkenness and foolish acts. But tonight, Agasias didn't drink beer at all—only undiluted wine—and by the end was thoroughly drunk.
Timasone and the others struggled to help him home.
When they came back out, the three sighed in unison.
Cleianus curled his lip and said,"So, he regrets bringing us to Magna Graecia? Is he planning not to help us anymore?!"
