Whether it be a derelict spaceship or a brunch restaurant, it seems like these two can turn any apocalyptic event into a fairly pleasant time.
"No comment, huh?" Vincent smirks, "Wise..."
Unfortunately, they can't be left to their own devices forever. Especially with it looking like Vincent and Irahl have finished with their meals, the server eventually must make their way back around to see if they can get another sale out of them.
"Hello sirs, would either of you like a refill on your drinks? Any interest in dessert?"
Dessert after breakfast? The Capitol really is on another level. Impressively, Vincent doesn't immediately reject the idea of staying here seconds longer than he has to. He sounds contemplative, if a little doubtful, but turns his face towards Irahl.
"Any thoughts?" He asks--leaving it nice and open if Irahl wants to weigh in, but still acting like a buffer in case Irahl decides not to contribute anything to what happens next.
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"No comment, huh?" Vincent smirks, "Wise..."
Unfortunately, they can't be left to their own devices forever. Especially with it looking like Vincent and Irahl have finished with their meals, the server eventually must make their way back around to see if they can get another sale out of them.
"Hello sirs, would either of you like a refill on your drinks? Any interest in dessert?"
Dessert after breakfast? The Capitol really is on another level. Impressively, Vincent doesn't immediately reject the idea of staying here seconds longer than he has to. He sounds contemplative, if a little doubtful, but turns his face towards Irahl.
"Any thoughts?" He asks--leaving it nice and open if Irahl wants to weigh in, but still acting like a buffer in case Irahl decides not to contribute anything to what happens next.