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[ff_ambassador]

Lunchtime. Thank goodness. Inara is starving, her stomach occasionally making embarrassing grumbling noises as she makes her way to an open seat at the bar.

She quickly dives in to her soup and sandwich, people-watching between bites, her favorite relaxing activity at Milliways. Come say hi!

[ooc: Mun is at work, so apologies for slow tags! Need

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[bad_in_latin]

Mal comes down to the bar today later than he normally gets a start on his day at home. Being in Milliways again is enough motivation to relax a bit; enjoy himself.

He's down today to his white shirt and slacks, still carrying that rather unique black lacquer cane of his, and he asks the bar for pomegranate juice.

He hasn't seen anybody watching him.

[bad_in_latin]

"Oh. Shi a. I thought it was very stylish."

A lie, somewhat -- Inara's Mal has mocked it more times than he's praised it, back in 2521. Lot changes in thirty years.

[ff_ambassador]

An eyebrow quirk, but she isn't feeling quite comfortable to tease him about it. Yet.

"There are so many questions I want to ask you, but I know I can't."

[bad_in_latin]

"You can try."

[ff_ambassador]

Inara thinks carefully, before asking what she thinks is the safest question.

"Still flying?"

[bad_in_latin]

"In my way."

It's less safe of a question than Inara supposes.

"I still have Serenity."

[ff_ambassador]

Inara lets out a breath she didn't even realize she was holding. Serenity is such a huge part of their lives, Inara isn't sure what she would do if she was gone from them.

"What are you doing with yourself?"

[bad_in_latin]

A slow shrug. "Working. Traveling. Keeping an eye on everyone as much as possible."

[ff_ambassador]

Inara nods. She doesn't want to ask, but maybe Mal can read it on her face. Everyone.

[bad_in_latin]

He can tell something's weighing on her, but there's so much that it could be he doesn't hazard a guess.

"Should I make up a pretty story?"

[ff_ambassador]

Inara shoots him a Look. That feels familiar.

"No. I think I can handle the truth, even if you can't tell me."

[bad_in_latin]

"You're aware of how inherently confusing that statement was, right?"

[ff_ambassador]

Sigh. "Yes. Some things never change, I suppose."

[bad_in_latin]

"What with the confusing nature, and..."

Being spectacularly gorgeous, he stops himself from saying.

"Y'know. Wiles."

[ff_ambassador]

Inara laughs. And it's the first thing in this conversation that has felt completely natural. She relaxes a bit.

"I feel like I've been interrogating you." She smiles at Mal. "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

[bad_in_latin]

"What year is it, for you? So I have a reference, I suppose."