post palace takeout! [week 5]

[beathollow]

( at some point a bedraggled lot in yukatas manage to make their way to the dorm, shower and patch themselves up. and then mafuyu makes a very earnest request that they all go out for dinner, and, well, apparently many struggle to refuse her.

this is how they find themselves in something akin to a denny's or an ihop at like, midnight.




as one does. )

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[cirquedesang]

Small miracles there is someone who can insist.

[Perhaps surprisingly, he's not nearly as rebuffed by the mention as one might expect, and the comment is teasing rather than cold.

Yes, a wife complicates matters... but the suspected nature of arrival simplifies things all the same.

And in truth, it's refreshing to hear 'my wife' spoken of with fondness and respect, and it is that which makes him relent until(/unless) McGillis wishes to reinitiate.]

[vogelfrei]

[ The complete lack of surprise is... almost disappointing, but appreciated at the same time. Their conversations have quickly become extremely comfortable. ]

I was fortunate to have met her. I do hope she won't be getting too lonely in the future.

[ And that is ENOUGH painful thoughts, because imagining Almiria's reaction to this death is genuinely going to tear him apart. Time to shift focus.]

No such person in your life?

[cirquedesang]

[While he'd surely be sorry to disappoint... there's still an uncanny commonality between them that means conversation does come easily and, at least on his part, any departures from common ground can be met with grace and good humor.

And while it is obvious that McGillis is quickly trying to shift focus, Celeste does have one last fleeting comment in regards to this wife in question.]

If she so deftly thawed you, she will have no trouble finding whatever sort of companions she wishes for.

[Barring any extenuating circumstances that are not worth dwelling on or calling to mind, of course.]

Me? [A pause. He certainly has no one so succinctly encompassed with a word like 'spouse', but... He thinks to his Troupe. To his Coterie. His Sire and Childe. And he laughs, quietly, for a moment.] Any such person in my life truly only adds to my responsibilities, rather than forcing me to sit and abstain from them. Though I'm sure you understand I don't really mind.

[The man has three full-time forms of gainful employment please someone make him take a vacation.]