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Lobster Hut, Thursday evening

Leto was quite certain that Triela would show up, despite her obvious nervousness about this dinner. She was too proud not to. He also suspected that she had suggested seafood to make him a little uneasy, but it didn't quite work. The Fremen did keep fish to protect their water reserves, after all, even if they tasted differently than those from the sea.

Lobsters, however. Leto wrinkled his nose a little as he looked through the menu, waiting for Triela.

[For one, obviously.]

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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-20 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"My dreams at night would be too confusing, and I know enough of what my future holds that I don't have room for dreams," Leto said. "Provided that I live."

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2009-09-20 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Triela cocked her head slightly, then smirked in mild amusement. "So your answers are a lot like mine," she teased.
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-20 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Evasive, you mean?"
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-20 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"So, at least we have something in common."

The waiter placed the dessert menus on their table, and Leto picked his up.

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2009-09-20 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Triela skimmed her own menu, failed to find anything that didn't look way too sweet, and set it back down again before turning her attention to Leto.

"Yeah... at least we have that." She sounded mildly uncomfortable at the prospect.
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-20 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Is there anything you want?" he asked, looking at her over the edge of the menu.

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2009-09-20 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"No," she shook her head. Then, belatedly, she remembered to add "Thank you."
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-20 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
He closed the menu, then put it down and waved to the waiter to ask for the check. "I've enjoyed this dinner," he said, "Although I might not try lobster again if there are alternatives."

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2009-09-20 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"I definitely won't do it with one arm next time," Triela agreed.

She was surprised to realize that she'd enjoyed dinner, too, but she wasn't about to tell Leto that.
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-20 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
He laughed. As the waiter gave them the check, he took it and left enough money to pay for them both.

"Hopefully you will have both arms next time," he said. "Where would you like to go then?"

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2009-09-20 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Triela scowled at the money thing, but didn't say anything. No point in drawing attention to that.

"They're supposed to do the replacement Saturday," she pointed out. "And... what do you mean where would I like to go?" Weren't they... done for the night?
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-20 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"The next time," he said.

Yes, the misunderstanding was deliberate, but he couldn't resist it.

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2009-09-20 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Next... time...?" Triela tried to make that a casual question, but it came out hesitant instead.
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-20 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"You mentioned a next time," he pointed out.

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2009-09-20 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"It was... a rhetorical next time." She so was not flailing mentally. Really.
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-20 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I just assumed.." he said. "But not if you feel uncomfortable."

Someone should hit Leto, really.

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2009-09-20 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Someone should. Unfortunately for Triela she felt that doing so would be an admission of weakness, so it wasn't going to be her.

"No, no," she said quickly. "If you want there to be a next time that's fine. It doesn't matter either way to me." See! Not uncomfortable at all!
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-20 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'd like that," Leto said, smiling at her.

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2009-09-20 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fine," Triela managed an expression that could almost be mistaken for a smile herself. "You just let me know when and where."

Like she was going to let Leto think she was scared of him or something like that.
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-20 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm looking forward to that," he said, rising from his chair and holding out a hand for Triela.

[night!]

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2009-09-20 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Instead of taking his hand, Triela glared at it and pushed herself to her feet. She didn't need his help, and she didn't appreciate the offer. It had nothing to do with her discomfort with letting him touch her.

"Me too," she lied.

[Sleep well!]
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[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-21 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Letting the hand drop, he smiled. "Then it's decided."

[identity profile] sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com 2009-09-21 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Triela forced a smile. "So it is."

Maybe he'd get busy and forget.
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