[Palamedes chews his fancy bread and considers, hm, that? It's an offhand comment, but he knows food is more important to Viktor than it is to him, even besides his terminally birdlike appetite, so ah, okay. He lifts the piece of bread a little.]

I like this. [womp...] Give me a minute, I'll try some fish before we go.

[You know, just to say he's done it. He smiles a little behind a sip of water, as Viktor really does make it sound like this place houses some kind of grand conspiracy. Like, is it odd that the big stone hangs on the front, and the very floors are also weirdly bloodstone-looking... yes, definitely. But after their poor waiter didn't seem to care at all, well.

Still, still. He's ready for espionage.]

What if it's very boring? When should I start tapping the walls for clues?