“Say miss, you wouldn’t happen to know the location of a decent restaurant around here, would you?”
The strange man had asked the strange girl a strange question. Teitoku normally couldn’t care less about such dull things as a restaurant, but he wanted to experiment today. He hadn’t properly eaten in forever.
As such, the aforementioned question was delivered to the strange girl on the presumption that she knew of such a thing. Perhaps a bit brazen- perhaps even bold, but none of these things mattered to the Spare Plan.
All Teitoku cared about now was a fresh start, and he found it in a restaurant.
↳ ♕ ↰ Oh how she loved when strangers spoke to her! It made the day that much more interesting, and Malka welcomed all questions, strange or otherwise. She smiled at the man–bright as ever. Did she no any decent restaurants?
“I’m afraid not, sir! My brother might know, but I can’t contact him for you!” she chirped as though she thought the answer would help him in any way; on the contrary, she knew it wouldn’t. She hadn’t explored the area quite enough to have any locations like that memorised. “We could look for one together if you want.”
She wasn’t that hungry, but she could always get food to go and take it back to the facility, whether for herself or someone else.
