MK: White Lotis and Celestial Dragon
"Would you rather me take you out or cook you a meal?"
Few people appeared to Ryukyu, but the man had heard his words and appeared. The hat made it clear who it was, along with the amount of raw muscle that he admired of the warriors of the white lotus. Gesturing for the man to enter, he gave a slightly bigger smile toward the sky having a feeling an amazing deity took pity on him and thanked them.
"Amazing weapon... I hope you can tell me more about the hat sometime."
@hxttrick
Who could ever be dumb enough to not accept an offer revolving around food? Good food, for that matter. It certainly wasn't every day Kung Lao would find himself contemplating about it, but it was the stranger who was providing.
"Well, you said you'd take me out," he answered, "but if you're confident in your cooking skills, I won't pass on a home cooked meal." He chuckled with a light shrug, but he didn't seem to want to intrude inside the other man's home just for that alone.
"Oh, another fan of the chakram hat!" A prideful beam lights up on the Shaolin's face while a hand rose to caress the top and bottom of the razor rim. "Of course, I'll tell you about it."
