"The universe has a sense of humor."
"Or my sister arranged the seating chart." She stretched her legs. "So. Dinner tonight?"
"We'll be in transit."
"Tomorrow then. There's a restaurant near the guild district. Private rooms. No cameras."
"You really thought this through."
"I've had nothing but time to think. Broken arms aren't conducive to training." Her green eyes found mine. "Are you going to make this weird?"
"Weird is my default setting."
"Then we should get along fine."
