[in they go, and prompto is quick to make the appropriate conversation with one of the servers, getting pointed towards a table for two; prompto taps at the table's surface as soon as they're sat, working through the menu that flickers to live onto the glass screen. technology is great.]
Let's just order something to share if you aren't very hungry.
[the point is... to talk, right? he keeps glancing at her, as if wishing to capture the differences between clarke now from the clarke before.]
Would you rather have water...?
[he mumbles this question and that of other food dishes as he scrolls through the menu, working his words around a bit lip.]
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Let's just order something to share if you aren't very hungry.
[the point is... to talk, right? he keeps glancing at her, as if wishing to capture the differences between clarke now from the clarke before.]
Would you rather have water...?
[he mumbles this question and that of other food dishes as he scrolls through the menu, working his words around a bit lip.]