Athelstan looks up as Roland moves to sit next to him, recognizing the man from the video with a slight smile. A little dishevelment never particularly bothered him- at least, not in recent years, so he follows the line of sight down to the stain on the other man's shirt with a sympathetic nod and dismisses the lateness for now.

"You're alright. I'm glad that stains were the worst it could do."

He murmurs it with a little grin and turns to awkwardly signal the bartender- he's still getting the hang of figuring out modern sort of bars.