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The confessional before you is ornate and well maintained, ebony colored wood embellished with the visage of two angels. A jet black curtain separates the confessional from the rest of the Church, offering a surprising degree of privacy to any eavesdroppers nearby. Unlike the rest of Krakow, the inside is dimly lit by a small light bulb securely attached to the ceiling which emits a faint red light. While the atmosphere isn't exactly cozy, it is private.

A smooth voice calls out to you once you've sat down, familiar enough to identify the speaker despite the partition between you.

"Welcome welcome. I take it something is on your mind?"

We're in a museum now, Harry.

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Ask and I shall tell you.

Normally I would insist that a deal is a deal, however in this circumstance I don't mind being generous considering the pay off.

[ It was good entertainment. ]

[ Well, shit, now he has to seriously think about this. He could just ask for his good shampoo from home, but a) he and Alfyn are probably on the right track to coming up with something decent themselves, b) not asking for it is kind of a pride thing at this point, and c) he should probably be more pragmatic than that anyway, he's not one of these sheltered idiots. ]

I suppose something non-consumable like a flashlight would be out of the question?

I imagine the lady would have something to say about that.

[ So unfortunately, no. ]

[ Shrug; he figured. ]

Well, worth a shot.

[ Hm, let's see... ]

A few freeze-dried servings of fruit yakisoba?

[ Definitely not his favorite, but at least he can cover a few food groups with that if they ever run into any serious supply shortages. ]

I figure a bottle of alcohol would last at least a few days, so I feel like this is a reasonable equivalent.

What is the difference between fruit and regular yakisoba? It has been some time since I've eaten washoku.

[ He doesn't seem to have a problem with it, and hey now you know he's passingly familiar with Japanese cuisine. ]

Eaten what?

[ Meanwhile Rideaux doesn't even know what Japan is aside from probably hearing the name from a few people here; his world just inexplicably has yakisoba despite Elympios being based on a Slavic country... to be fair, it's probably a Rieze Maxian dish since that's where all the fruit is. ]

It just has pieces of fruits like napples and poranges mixed in with the regular ingredients, for some added sweetness.

[ Those fruit names are not typoed. ]

Japanese cuisine. [ Ah hm, hold on a second. ]

Will regular yakisoba do? [ Also what are those fruit even. ]

So a standard dish from one world can be considered an ethnic dish in another one that doesn't share the same language or culture? That's... interesting, I suppose.

[ Also poranges glow like candles when infused with spirit artes, so he would have just asked for a bushel of those if he'd had an ability that he thought could have actually made use of that... alas ]

Honestly I was just going with the fruit variety for the sake of the additional vitamins, so if you want to go with regular yakisoba and some dried fruit on the side, that would amount to about the same thing.

It appears so, which does make sense in some way. Different worlds does not necessarily mean different flavor profiles, even if the ingredients to create specific dishes may vary.

[ It's an interesting thought, he agrees. ]

Quite astute of you. You'll find them both in your room tomorrow.

Much appreciated.

[ He's aware that this is an incredibly boring request, but when you spend a lot of your formative years struggling for food, there are some priorities that stick. ]

Though do I want to know how you're getting these things into my room without my noticing?

[ Someone has to worry about their macro and micro intake! ]

Oh? It's nothing terribly special. It isn't like you're in your room the entire day now, is it? [ A beat. ]

Or will you try to do so now, considering?

If I did, I assume you'd just dash over while I was in the shower or something.

There's your answer.

[ He's just speedy. ]

Alternatively, you could say hello.

Ah, but that would be an unnecessary delay.

But then you wouldn't have to time your deliveries around us. You could just come by whenever it was convenient for your schedule, no?

I already make do with what I have.

[ He doesn't wanna say hi! ]

[ Wow, are you implying you see enough of him already? Rude. ]

Fine, have it your way.

[ Anyway, to get on topic... assuming the drugs were of a more reasonable strength this time, or? ]

My thanks. And as a last matter of business, how was the dosage this time?

[ They were! Maybe just a touch too strong but not anything dangerous like last time. ]

Still slightly strong, but not unacceptably so. You do respond well to constructive criticism, I see.

I take pride in what I do.

As one should.

The Lady did indicate that you had quite an impressive reputation.

Then clearly it must be true.

Clearly. She didn't say what it was you were so famous for, though.

Perhaps my work ethic.

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