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@Zarkun@Sanguine Rose

"Maybe, but I won't relax until we are back in Rembrandt." For as much as he tried to appreciate Ria's attempts put him at ease, he simply could not dull the edge he was sitting on. No matter how close to the finish line, there was always something that could happen at the last second because that's how life mainly worked. The second he relaxed it would've been the universe's signal to throw every challenge his way just to fuck with him. If he was tense, then he was at least ready for the unexpected rather than caught with his pants between his legs and once again, Nolan found himself to be correct. 

The monk's eyes fell upon the approaching corporal. That tense scowl of his only got worse when the corporal informed him of some very unfortunate news. His arms crossed and he said, "So either the Asterin are waiting for us on the way back to strike or the alpha wasn't calling its pack back because we were overpowering them, but because something bigger made its move. Have you received messages from other COMs channels for any strange behavior of the local fauna nearby?" 

Nolan glanced towards Ria. "You've already expended enough magic. Until we have enough details on what's going on, rest and focus on restoring your magic." It was doubtful she'd be able to restore all of her magic in a short amount of time, but she did her part of the job. His part would soon come up if they were ever so unlucky. 

@Squirrel98@CitrusArms@Zarkun

From the kitchen, they would've heard the man shouting out, "Already on it!" And true to his word, he was cooking albeit it was only for the homeless girl. Zenith figured that the candy haired man would, well, eat his own hair or something if he was hungry. It seemed like something he would do given that candy coated glazed look in his eyes, but maybe he was being a bit too judgmental. Maybe candy floss man was actually an upstanding, reasonable person even though he looked like a sugar high given flesh. 

Then he heard another order from another unfamiliar voice. "Alright girl with no name!" He shouted back out. Well, what was one more order anyway. But what the fuck was egg toast? Did she mean like a toad in a hole? Scrambled eggs over toast? Savory French toast? A breakfast sandwich? "...Chef's interpretation." 

Eventually, Zenith kicked the kitchen door open once again while almost impossibly balancing several trays of food on the tips of his finger haphazardly. He made his way over to the table where Jenna and the two new recruits were. "Alrighty, for the gentleman that smells of sugar." Zenith placed down a tray that was a pasta speckled with chili flakes, garlic, parsley mixed in with sweet sausage and topped with grated cured egg yolk. Also, there was a side salad, but who cares? "And for the lady." A tray was placed in front of her that had a hearty soup with chicken and dumplings with an array of vegetables. And again, there was a side salad, but again, who cares? "Eat slowly, okay? If you want seconds, don't be afraid to ask." Zen flashed a brief smile and then a nod towards Jenna before walking off.

"Okay, so which one of you ordered the egg toast?" He called out. The only thing he needed was now a face to go with the voice.
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