"Well, Toraman, didn't you like it?"
I just opened my mouth to speak, but someone from the party beat me to it. Contrary to my expectation, it was Rimel who acted first, asking her question by pitching her voice high and dragging out the end of the sentence.
"What do you mean not like it, I loved it! Thanks to you, I will experience something like this for the first time, how authentic!"
The oversized teen backedpedaled so hard his transmission almost dropped; our tank found this situation highly amusing.
"Did you hear him say 'first time'? Damn boy, were you sitting at a baroque-style dining set using English silverware at your grandma's house?"
Paying absolutely no mind to Sukrucuk, so to speak, Toraman sidled right up to Rimel and started eating; after what I saw, our roadmap became clear in my head too.
When I cleared the table, I saw that two hours had passed, but nothing to be done, we've been running around like headless chickens doing quests since morning.
