[Anything she didn't make with her own two hands is fancy enough honestly. She's district enough to not complain but she can still miss the easy convenience of the capitol ] Looks delicious!
[She doesn't pause in her bite but she does settle the hand holding the sandwich on her lap. She takes the time chewing affords her to form her response ]
So does that mean you'll live longer? Or... I'm not sure what else that could mean.
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[He winks.]
Bit chilly, innit.
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[He tosses her the tablecloth; she can spread it out.]
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So what else did you bring?
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[Once they're settled, he starts unpacking the food. It's nothing fancy - just a couple of sandwiches made with his challah.]
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I've asked Zephyr to fuck about with my lifespan a bit.
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So does that mean you'll live longer? Or... I'm not sure what else that could mean.
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[A lot of things come back to Royce.]
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[He grins, leaning in to kiss her forehead.]
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