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“so if you were to name the best noodle shop in the city, what is it!?”
Butterfly-Weed: What is one thing that always makes you stop and admire, no matter what you were doing prior?
Cassia is leaning forward in her chair, eyeing the steaming plates half-ignored by the occupants of the neighbouring table, too deep in their cups to notice or care, apparently. “I don’t remember much of the Calamity..” She starts, still staring intently at the food. She was not being entirely truthful, but she wasn’t necessarily lying either. She could deal with that. “Even now, after so much time has passed, I can still see echoes of damage Bahamut had wrought to the land… the scars…” She fades off here.
“You see, I admire those who continue to fight, despite the circumstances they have been dealt with,” She nods her head, “I may not be the most experienced or well-travelled of adventurers, but even I notice these things.”
She bites her lip, taking a long pause to ogle at the particularly voracious Roegadyn one table over, as he tears into a piece of grilled fish- “What!” Cassia gives a slight jump, eyes wide, her full attention brought back to her interviewer. “Oh- the scions? No. I mean, of course, but we’ve only just met. It’s the more common folk that I had in mind… Initially, I was a tad disgruntled over the amount of work they would dump on us adventurers for such little pay-” She coughs, forgetting herself. Scions probably shouldn’t say such things. “A-anyway, after spending some time with them, I realized just how far-reaching the effects of the Calamity were. The farmers, whose fields were rendered infertile. The fishermen, who had no more… Well- er… fish left to catch! Even those merchants from the Hawker’s Alley, and Ul’dah too — at least the ones who aren’t trying to cheat you out of your hard-earned gil — they can rot in the Marasaja Pit.”
Her bright eyes catch a glint of light off of a passing barmaid’s tray. “Sorry, I don’t know why I’m telling you all of this. What was the question again?”
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She love the big meat burger uwu
Oh she's growling now
crestrot said: ‘ the dining hall is serving grilled herring today, perhaps you'd like to dine with me? ’
She could feel her mouth watering from the very mention of grilled herring alone . A soft rumbling from her stomach as a light blush of embarrassment dusted her pale cheeks . “ That would be lovely -- I am most grateful that you even considered inviting me . “
Sometimes I feel like, somebody's watching me...