Why shouldn't we? After all, this is paradise — or some approximation of it. It would look stranger if we didn't partake.
[ If the intention of this mission, at least in part, is for them to gather information that might prove valuable in terms of unearthing the location of the orb — depending on which side it might be hiding on, although Yennefer has her own private theories about it that she's currently keeping to herself — then they need to act as though they belong here. Any abnormal behavior could risk their ability to acquire helpful details.
With the room empty for the moment, however, that justification might seem rather flimsy, but Yennefer has already come to the conclusion that none of the food is tainted or affected by nibbling on a few things here and there, and now that she's sitting in one of the available seats she's mostly using it as an opportunity to formulate a more cohesive plan. ]
Besides, it's much harder to think on an empty stomach. You should eat something.
[ If her demeanor comes off as someone who doesn't recognize him, that's because she doesn't, and there's nothing necessarily in his stance or his mannerisms that would indicate they've met before — especially because he's lacking the addition of a slim cylinder sticking out of his mouth.
She pauses, and with a few words muttered under her breath one of the chairs closest to her slides out from the table as if pulled back by an invisible hand. ]
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[ If the intention of this mission, at least in part, is for them to gather information that might prove valuable in terms of unearthing the location of the orb — depending on which side it might be hiding on, although Yennefer has her own private theories about it that she's currently keeping to herself — then they need to act as though they belong here. Any abnormal behavior could risk their ability to acquire helpful details.
With the room empty for the moment, however, that justification might seem rather flimsy, but Yennefer has already come to the conclusion that none of the food is tainted or affected by nibbling on a few things here and there, and now that she's sitting in one of the available seats she's mostly using it as an opportunity to formulate a more cohesive plan. ]
Besides, it's much harder to think on an empty stomach. You should eat something.
[ If her demeanor comes off as someone who doesn't recognize him, that's because she doesn't, and there's nothing necessarily in his stance or his mannerisms that would indicate they've met before — especially because he's lacking the addition of a slim cylinder sticking out of his mouth.
She pauses, and with a few words muttered under her breath one of the chairs closest to her slides out from the table as if pulled back by an invisible hand. ]