[ Balthier may be a pirate, but let no one say he doesn't honor his bets.
Which is why they're tucked away in the corner of the restaurant, near enough the open floor to ceiling windows that the night air wafts in, blocked from much of the dining room's view by tall screens and large potted plants. He had chosen the place in part for strategic exit and the ease of getting a secluded table; they are, after all, two wanted men who are supposed to be dead. But there's also something undoubtedly pleasant to the tile floors and rich textiles on the walls and babble of a fountain nearby, the way conversation and dinner and life just happens around them but doesn't demand anything of them. It's almost surreal, having the chance to do this amid everything else going on.
Really, he doesn't like to lose, but this was the better outcome, even if it's taking a good deal of self-restraint not to sigh at Basch's very out of place outfit. Were it not part of the bet, he'd have leaned heavily on the need to blend in, but alas. He is a man of his word. ]
Are you letting me order for you as well? Or did my services end at selecting the venue?
[ Basch has agreed to more than Balthier expected just in coming out; he's not going to push his luck. But he absolutely has asked around as to what the best house dishes are, and he'll be damned if he doesn't order more than enough food and insist the other eat his fill. The former captain looks healthier these days, the sallowness leaving his skin and his weight slowly improving. Recovery is slow, though. Physical and mental. ]
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Which is why they're tucked away in the corner of the restaurant, near enough the open floor to ceiling windows that the night air wafts in, blocked from much of the dining room's view by tall screens and large potted plants. He had chosen the place in part for strategic exit and the ease of getting a secluded table; they are, after all, two wanted men who are supposed to be dead. But there's also something undoubtedly pleasant to the tile floors and rich textiles on the walls and babble of a fountain nearby, the way conversation and dinner and life just happens around them but doesn't demand anything of them. It's almost surreal, having the chance to do this amid everything else going on.
Really, he doesn't like to lose, but this was the better outcome, even if it's taking a good deal of self-restraint not to sigh at Basch's very out of place outfit. Were it not part of the bet, he'd have leaned heavily on the need to blend in, but alas. He is a man of his word. ]
Are you letting me order for you as well? Or did my services end at selecting the venue?
[ Basch has agreed to more than Balthier expected just in coming out; he's not going to push his luck. But he absolutely has asked around as to what the best house dishes are, and he'll be damned if he doesn't order more than enough food and insist the other eat his fill. The former captain looks healthier these days, the sallowness leaving his skin and his weight slowly improving. Recovery is slow, though. Physical and mental. ]