[ Oria would allow Sinclair to drive his car if he really wanted to, but Oria also likes driving. Oria is the one who's always sitting in the back when there's a chaffeur. Let him drive!!
He holds Sinclair's hand and turns on the engine. It's smooth driving from there on. ]
I'm still surprised you guys don't have as much luggage, considering you stayed here for a longer time than expected.
Do you guys not have a dryer? Or are your clothes air dry only?
[ Since their clothes seem. Well. Special. ]
Either way, I hope you go shopping for clothes when you go back to Seattle. You're probably gonna need it.
[ He parks next to the cafe and there they go! Into the cafe. It's pretty cozy here with a warm ambience. It's also pretty small, and it looks family-owned. There's no other cafe with the same name. The seats are pretty cushiony too. Oria goes up to the counter to order a caramel macchiato and four portions of lasagna. ]
Mmm, those suits needed to be handled more carefully. [Sinclair sighs a little as he quietly mourns his lost wardrobe. He didn't have a big one to begin with either...
Sinclair will get a chocolate frappe and a toasted chicken sandwich.]
[ The food doesn't take that long to be prepared, so the two get their respective tray of their orders. Oria has his drink and stack of four disposable containers. They're all lasagna... He makes his way to a seat, furthest from the entrance and where the employees generally work. The place doesn't echo either and the seats? Plush and comfy. ]
Yeah? I know that! Just saying that you should buy a lot of clothes you like and some other things too, like for your hobbies. More books.
[ Speaking of which, it reminds Oria of Demian for some reason. He gets his fork and knife to cut out small portions of the lasagna and nom. Into his mouth they go. ]
By the way, I saw Demian get off the ship with you. Was he related to your work?
[ Oria continues to shovel small portions of lasagna that he cuts. He doesn't make it too obvious, but when he uses the knife, it starts cutting at the bottom of the container a bit. ]
Did you get his contact information? Since you mentioned that he just kinda disappeared back then.
[ And a guy who travels a lot? He wonders if he also hunts for abnormalities and such... Oria is about to say that he could have asked when he was getting off the ship, but holds himself back. ]
[ Oria knows that Sinclair also wants to travel and take a look around the world, but he wonders if he could ever go with him. Honestly, he wouldn't mind if Sinclair did just that with some friends and Oria would help fund it. Between the two of them, at least one has something they want to do in the future regarding themselves. ]
Are all those stories confidential too?
[ First container is finished. He takes a sip of his drink and gets working on the second container. He does want to hear stories from Sinclair, but he figures that he can't talk about them very much in public. ]
[ It's about what Demian has seen overseas - in the many countries around Africa, the Asian continent... his admiration is clear. But if Oria asks him about his own adventures, he'll talk about the pirate attack too]
[ When Oria listens to Sinclair talk about Demian's worldly experience, he can't find himself to get mad or jealous. Sinclair looks so happy talking about it. Sinclair's happiness simmers Oria's jealousy to a very manageable level and Oria can't help but to smile. To him, Sinclair's happiness is much more important than his own jealousy or anything else.
This is what love really must be like, he thinks. ]
You know, Emil... sometimes you feel like you match with a lion than anything else.
[ Yes, even birds--those yellow chicks too. ]
As to how I arrived at that thought... wouldn't it be really fun if you could pet a lion safely?
Wouldn't it be really fun if you could like, drape over a lion's mane and then bury your face into it? It would be so fluffy if it was maintained properly...
[ Going to the zoo and doing that would be a much safer bet, but that would take away the entire point of doing it in the first place. ]
Are you free to talk about what happened on the ship? I want to hear about your experiences.
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Mm. It's going to be offloaded with the cargo. Anything important is in my bag.
[Which has the kindle. Very important!! Also Sinclair is going to become very used to being the passenger princess, huh...]
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He holds Sinclair's hand and turns on the engine. It's smooth driving from there on. ]
I'm still surprised you guys don't have as much luggage, considering you stayed here for a longer time than expected.
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They stocked the boat with supplies pretty well. But we've always been told to keep our packing light.
[He's so glad he managed to keep a fresh set of clothes untouched by the weather and sea for his return]
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[ Anything else is a surplus. ]
Packing light is always ideal though. I heard lots of stories about planes losing the passengers' baggages all the time.
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[Ahaha...ha...Let's not think about it]
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Oria has so many questions, so he's struck by decision paralysis for the first time in a while. ]
... What?
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[Yeah. Yeah]
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[ Bruh. That's so sad?? ]
I'll give you an entire box's worth when you leave.
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[Sinclair flusters, shooting Oria a look. HONESTLY]
We...just encountered a lot of trouble out there.
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[ Since their clothes seem. Well. Special. ]
Either way, I hope you go shopping for clothes when you go back to Seattle. You're probably gonna need it.
[ He parks next to the cafe and there they go! Into the cafe. It's pretty cozy here with a warm ambience. It's also pretty small, and it looks family-owned. There's no other cafe with the same name. The seats are pretty cushiony too. Oria goes up to the counter to order a caramel macchiato and four portions of lasagna. ]
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Sinclair will get a chocolate frappe and a toasted chicken sandwich.]
I'll probably have to do some shopping anyway.
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Want some spending money?
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I do get paid you know...
[PLEASE. Sinclair will take a seat and try not to be alarmed by how much lasagne there is..]
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[ Speaking of which, it reminds Oria of Demian for some reason. He gets his fork and knife to cut out small portions of the lasagna and nom. Into his mouth they go. ]
By the way, I saw Demian get off the ship with you. Was he related to your work?
[ Small world if so. ]
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Mm, I...guess so? The ship he was on came by and helped us out of a bind during a freak typhoon. He seemed familiar with what we were fighting.
[Keeping it vague in public]
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Did you get his contact information? Since you mentioned that he just kinda disappeared back then.
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Um. There wasn't really a chance for that. But it sounds like he spends a lot of time traveling anyway so...
[Demian probably doesn't even have a steady contact number]
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[ And a guy who travels a lot? He wonders if he also hunts for abnormalities and such... Oria is about to say that he could have asked when he was getting off the ship, but holds himself back. ]
Well, did you guys at least hang out for a bit?
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[Sipping at his frappe]
Mm. We got to catch up for a bit. He's seen so much of the world, it's incredible.
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Are all those stories confidential too?
[ First container is finished. He takes a sip of his drink and gets working on the second container. He does want to hear stories from Sinclair, but he figures that he can't talk about them very much in public. ]
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No, we can talk about it.
[ It's about what Demian has seen overseas - in the many countries around Africa, the Asian continent... his admiration is clear. But if Oria asks him about his own adventures, he'll talk about the pirate attack too]
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This is what love really must be like, he thinks. ]
You know, Emil... sometimes you feel like you match with a lion than anything else.
[ Yes, even birds--those yellow chicks too. ]
As to how I arrived at that thought... wouldn't it be really fun if you could pet a lion safely?
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[It's the fluffy bair isn't it... but
...! Sinclair practically glows at the thought]
Ah... that'd be scary but so cool...I remember watching a video where a couple got to hug the lions they rescued as cubs...
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[ Going to the zoo and doing that would be a much safer bet, but that would take away the entire point of doing it in the first place. ]
Are you free to talk about what happened on the ship? I want to hear about your experiences.
[ Show him your story-telling prowess. ]
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[Then Sinclair groans and covers his face. But he's glad Oria seems happier and more relaxed now...]
I can...do you want to hear about how we lost our washing then?
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