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[agradecido]

Ha! I hope you didn't leave anything valuable.

[Aaaaand y'know, if need be, he can probably get it back. Maybe.]

[politrick]

Maybe some food? That's definitely gone by now.

[Ha, Merlin having worldly possessions... funny.]

[agradecido]

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You know what? That gives him an idea. But he's gonna need a couple days. He's quiet for a long moment, the only response being a soft hum, like he's thinking hard.]

It's going to take a few days before I'm ready to leave. We have some time.

[politrick]

[Ah? Well—]

Time for what?

[To... chill?? Are they going to hang out some more??]

[agradecido]

[They definitely need to hang out again.]

Socializing?

[politrick]

Oh. [Socializing, when he could be looking at dragons... no, no. Socializing is fun!]

Alright, if you want. I'm not exactly busy lately.

[agradecido]

[Sighs, everybody's always all about the dragons. Oh well.]

At the very least, allow me to feed you.

[Eat, eat, you're so skinny.]

[politrick]

[He does eat! But food is food, and especially FREE food... that's the good shit.]

Do you like bread pudding?

[agradecido]

I'm always willing to try.

[politrick]

What is it with all of you who haven't had any bread pudding before? [So far he's 2 for 2, which is technically a 100% failure rating on the bread pudding quest scale, so.]

We ought to get some.

[agradecido]

[That earns a snort.]

Have you ever had savoiardi?

[It's asked rhetorically, with an expectation that Merlin won't know it; hard to find Antivan cooking when there's no Antica.]

But yes, we should. Any preference of date?

[politrick]

A savoir-uh... no, I've never heard of it.

[Good effort, though he's pretty sure most worlds have bread and wet stuff to put bread in. But fiiine.]

Tomorrow?

[agradecido]

[Yes, but 1) it existing and 2) it being a thing that is accessible are two different things. The good kind is expensive and why would anyone willingly eat the bad kind?

Tomorrow doesn't give him a whole lot of time. He's going to have to do some shopping. Zevran chuckles.

You're that hungry, eh? I suppose I could manage that.

[politrick]

[Poverty... probably poverty. Anyway, he asked!!]

Didn't you know, I don't eat except for when you're telling me to. I'm starving. I'll start eating my boots soon.