Dion peers in before walking in, watching the doors close. Well, if he wanted to leave, there goes his exit.
βRight. And Iβm assuming these buttons here are for us to chose where we go?β
Dion looks back with wide sparkly eyes.
βOh- ahβ¦I suppose that is alright. I wonderβ¦if perhaps I could sell some of my gil since it would be seen as perhaps a relic now?β He rubs the back of his neck. βOr I should get job..?β
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βWonderful.β He gives a short nod before wandering to the bar, putting some gil down. βStart a tab please. Weβll take whatever your finest ale and wine as well as some bread please.β He asks before settling down with Clive at the table.
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βAh..I would feel a little bad to take your funds. Please, do not think it is necessary, Ser Gladio.β Yet Dion unconsciously looks at one of the brown kitties laying about and he sulks. He wants to pet one so bad.
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βSomething fluffy. Regal looking.β
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βAs long as itβs alright. I shall buy some cat food!β Pause. βOh, thatβs right. I donβt have modern day gil.β
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