[Disce reaches the body first and Nero very reluctantly approaches...
Come on, don't be dead...]
Come on, don't be dead...]
[ He looks at the body. He considers leaving the body. He starts feeling guilty.
Nero nudges his arm with his foot, and Disce nudges San Lang with her nose. ]
Nero nudges his arm with his foot, and Disce nudges San Lang with her nose. ]
Ain't a great place to pass out.
[Disce in leopard cat form just stares at the pair of them.]
[Disce in leopard cat form just stares at the pair of them.]
[He looks incredulously down at him.]
Have you eaten?
Have you eaten?
...
C'mon, I'll make ya something.
[It almost sounds like an order.]
C'mon, I'll make ya something.
[It almost sounds like an order.]
[Disce trots along at Nero's pace.]
Not in my experience.
Not in my experience.
Least the fish is fresh.
[He'll slip into one of the smaller cafes and start prepping Fish à la Meunière.]
You really shouldn't go without eating something.
[He'll slip into one of the smaller cafes and start prepping Fish à la Meunière.]
You really shouldn't go without eating something.
[The ingredients are so simple, but it is so delicious.]
Is he also tryin' to get you to eat on a schedule?
[He hums]
There's a lot to get used to.
Is he also tryin' to get you to eat on a schedule?
[He hums]
There's a lot to get used to.
Don't have anything like those Spectres running around back home. Nobody's made of gold Dust either.
[He's mid cleaning session, don't worry about it.]
Were ya lookin' for somethin'?
Were ya lookin' for somethin'?
I'll make some.
[Gently putting a kettle on the stove.]
You sure had a long day.
[Everybody did.]
[Gently putting a kettle on the stove.]
You sure had a long day.
[Everybody did.]
[What? No. He's just working as his restaurant owner self and absolutely nothing else.]
I mean... not all of us are related to that guy.
I mean... not all of us are related to that guy.


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