dappledleaves | THE WORLD: PSL LIFE

Okay. I wont be long.

[The pen isn't the important part and his tend to run out of ink way too quickly. He pays for his things and joins Oria outside.]

All done.

Let's go eat now! That Italian restaurant you talked about isn't so far from here.

[ Enough that they can go on foot. It's wonderful weather and Oria is really glad. ]

So, your work been doing okay lately? No more thugs to try and kick you?

Nothing like that recently. [But Sinclair's gotten good at not letting thugs get the drop on him recently] I hope it stays that way.

[But with the enemies Kayser Corp brings in...]

It better!

[ He huffs a little. But that pending meeting with Kayser Corp might be nerve wrecking, huh... ]

Oh, for that. I'm actually coming along to shadow my dad.

[ Basically, to watch and learn. ]

[Sinclair reaches over to take Oria's hand. It's not a long walk, and the weather is nice. But he likes this]

I see. I'll be there to translate for Dante, if I need to but... [ Sinclair will be a shadow himself. There had been a number of threats aimed at Kayser Corp that had been really weird lately]</small.

Are you the only translator?

[ Well, he supposes it got Sinclair to come all the way here, but still. He's aware of the risks that come with this meeting. He squeezes Sinclair's hand in his for a moment. ]

No. Our whole team knows sign language but um. [Hmmm, how should he put this] I think after the coma, I've had to play catch up on a lot of things. So they want to push me a little.

[It had been a pointed comment from Rodion that he had seemed more sharp and less willing to take things lying down than he used to, after he had woken up. He still hasn't explained what had happened in Fragment]

To push you a little... They're lucky you're so mentally capable.

[ Otherwise, Oria would have stormed their office.

Also, no. He's not taking criticism at this time. ]

[Sinclair leans into Oria a little, laughing softly]

It helps it's unlikely I'll say anything that will start a fight.

[Looks at his other coworkers]

...Rodion would have been better, but she says she's not good with stuffy suit types.

[ Rodya!! Please!! He wanted to believe in you!! ]

And you are, presumably.

[ As long as they don't mention Sinclair's triggers, but still. ]

I won't have it if they're pushing you around just because you're the youngest. You know how I feel about that in particular.

[Sinclair pulls a face. He doesn't think he's suited for business meetings at all</> but his patience tended to take him further than the others]

I know. I don't think they are. There's too much on the line for their usual antics.

[He squeezes Oria's hand. And he's gotten better at holding his ground]

[ Adults who can't keep themselves in line. Oria should have figured. He's a little pouty regardless. It also means Sinclair is just better than them at doing things! This is a win that Oria will take, even though it really has nothing to do with himself at all.

But he laces their fingers together. ]

You've grown.

... not vertically, but...

Anyway, I'm still proud of you. You changed a lot for what I think is for the better. If you've been doubling down on things that you know is right, then you should hold it.

[ Sinclair pouts a little when he's reminded he hasn't grown even a centimetre since turning nineteen]

You just had to mention my height too.

[But he leans into Oria with a soft laugh]

...I did work some things out in Fragment.

[He'll steal a quick cheek kiss]

I'll hold the line better with them.

[If he thought it was wrong, he'd push back. He's gotten better about it]

[ He knows that Sinclair worked out so many things while in Fragment. It was painful, but he got through it. Oria would like to believe that it made Sinclair stronger. Then there was a point to the pain. ]

This is why I love you so much~

[ Hehehe.

But they have now arrived at the restaurant. When the receptionist greets them, they cut themselves off mid-speech and then has a very tight smile on their face. ]

Yo. Table for two, please.

[ Pointedly ignoring the negative expression. The waiter comes to lead them to a table. ]

[? ??? ????? Sinclair would have flustered, but he gets distracted by the receptionist freezing on the spot]

Um. They didn't look very happy...

Hm? Oh, they're probably lamenting how much work will pile up because I'm here, or something.

[ He shrugs. It's not his problem.

He gets seated with Sinclair. ]

Let's see, I'll take a sprite.

Ah. [All the washing up. That explains it] Mm, I'll grab a cola.

[Then looking through the menu. Some pasta would be good...]

Oh, and I think they take my visit akin to like a random health inspection. Quality checking or something.

[ The bane of all restaurants everywhere.

The waiter goes to get their drinks and Oria looks through the menu. He doesn't take very long. Underneath that calm facade, he must be panicking about Oria's visit too. ]

For appetizer, I'll get calamari. Then I want a family-pan chicken and shrimp carbonara.

[ ... ]

Yes, I'm aware it feeds 4 to 6 people. I also want a slice of black tie mousse cake.

[Sinclair is completely unfazed as he smiles reassuringly at the waiter. Don't worry his wont be that ridiculous]

Um. Could I get cavatelli pasta with the pork ragú? Oh, and um, your seasonal gelato for dessert.

[ The waiter nods and scurries to the kitchen. Oria watches as he grins a little. ]

I just remembered why they treat me that way. I accidentally shut down a restaurant by exposing their health concerns. I think it was that asbestos was chipping off and it was circulating through the vents or something.

... that definitely explains it more than you eating a lot.

[ He's proud of his boyfriend though...fighting restaurants with terrible health practices ]

Yeah. I personally don't think you should be worried about the risks of getting lung cancer when you're in a restaurant, but that might just be me.

[ The absolute cheekiness of this kid. ]

Honestly, it could be for any reason why they don't like me being here. I'm not particularly liked in a business nor political perspective.

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