Lunch with Sweeney
Ali walked with Sweeney through the Nexus, keeping an eye on their "chaperon" to make sure the puppy didn't wander too far away. She walked with a bit of a slouch, head down just enough for her hair to fall in her face and hands in her pockets; she walked slowly enough for Sweeney to keep pace. She walked until they reached one of the more residential areas, where a family of giant caterpillars had opened a Moroccan restaurant.
Chester was given a sidelong glance and a warning to behave from the maitre d', and then they were shown to a table in a nook along the back wall, low to the ground and surrounded by pillows for lounging-upon. They were brought green tea with mint, bowls of lemon water to wash their hands, bread and salad and even a small bowl of water for Chester. Then they're left alone.
Ali lounged on the pillows, watching Sweeney across the table while their tea was prepared, watching and waiting.
Chester was given a sidelong glance and a warning to behave from the maitre d', and then they were shown to a table in a nook along the back wall, low to the ground and surrounded by pillows for lounging-upon. They were brought green tea with mint, bowls of lemon water to wash their hands, bread and salad and even a small bowl of water for Chester. Then they're left alone.
Ali lounged on the pillows, watching Sweeney across the table while their tea was prepared, watching and waiting.