“I haven’t!” Funny, it had such a charming name. People liked charming things. It’s why so many people liked Lady Hinoka. You’d think more people would talk about the tavern since it had such a charming name. Oh well. “I haven’t heard of it before, where…” She trailed off a moment and frowned, tilting her head curiously at Silas. “What is pasta?”
Ah well. She dropped the question for now as they continued to walk. “Like I said, anywhere is good. I’m not hungry for anything specific.” Besides, she wanted to see the place Silas mentioned. He liked it, so it had to be good, right? Silas seemed like he had good taste. He worked for Lady Hinoka’s sibling after all, that was good taste already. “I’m curious about this place now.”
Setsuna gasped, one of awe and excitement, lazy as it still sounded, as he described the lantern lighting up. “Wow. That sounds neat!” And she’d never heard of this place before? Incredible. “I bet it looks really pretty…do you think we can see it?” They’d need to stay a while, but she was certain nobody would need her until then. Except Lady Hinoka, but she’d probably have enough traps around the castle to check for Setsuna to get back before it mattered.
He blinks for a moment at Setsuna’s question. What was pasta? “It’s like... noodles or other sorts of shapes made out of wheat and water. It goes well with lots of things, but you usually see it with some form of tomato sauce and cheese. Have you ever had spaghetti? ...Wait, no, that was a dumb question.” If she didn’t even know what pasta was, why would she have ever eaten pasta before?
But his abashedness soon faded, and Silas flashed her a vague smile. “If you’re up for it, then shall we go? If we leave now, we might be able to get there before it gets too packed. Not that I’ve ever seen it get too bad in the first place, but... you never know. It is pretty good.” The only con he knew was that it was somewhat out of the way, but that was hardly a concern for them when pretty much everything was.
Another smile, this one wider, brighter-- a grin, really. “Yes, of course. Even if we get there while it’s still light outside, it’ll probably be dark when we leave-- especially since the days are getting shorter. Besides, even if we don’t see it today...” He bites back a ‘we’-- he doesn’t want to be pushy, not when he’s still much closer to a stranger than a friend-- and chuckles quietly, reassuringly. “You can always come back again. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen the Lantern’s lights go out.”
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