[ If you count "sitting at a messy table with his copy of the journal open in front of him (to a blank page for some reason), staring into space and on his third glass of wine" anywhere in the vein of "doing anything," then Eagle is doing a lot! But if you're normal and you don't then yeah, he's just sitting there like an asshole, day drinking. To his slight credit, he was technically Doing Something a little while ago, but now he's on a break and therefore will not be accepting criticism at this time.

He smiles brightly when Ain enters, politely rising from his seat and gesturing to an empty one at the table. ]

Ah, there he is, the Dragonslayer! Welcome! Yes, I am Eagle—please, have a seat. How nice to meet such a man of many talents in person at last. Would you care for something to drink? I have wine, or... oh, more wine.

[ He really does have Wine Or Wine, there's at least five bottles of it at that table, two of them already open. ]