[ No one would hear it, huh? He gives a hum of acknowledgement, his eyes looking back to the worm again, before he decides instead to let himself get tugged to the bar. He doesn't know that he could handle hearing the music of his childhood right then.
He's pretty sure he'll end up going with some boring, predictable drink. Maybe he should admit Lance is right and he has no idea what fun is. He's not even going to try to make a show of seeing what the drink options are. ]
It's a flute.
[ Has it been too long of a pause to necessarily make a connection that he's talking about the shakuhaki? Probably, but who cares. ]
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He's pretty sure he'll end up going with some boring, predictable drink. Maybe he should admit Lance is right and he has no idea what fun is. He's not even going to try to make a show of seeing what the drink options are. ]
It's a flute.
[ Has it been too long of a pause to necessarily make a connection that he's talking about the shakuhaki? Probably, but who cares. ]