[Yes. Privacy. That is what they need. Only it really, really isn't.]
[Darkleer can feel his body want to turn right around, his stomach churning at this entire situation, but he forces himself to remain as cold and professional as he usually is. Yes, this is an awkward situation, but he's been through worse in his life, hasn't he?]
[Besides. Right now, if only in this moment, Dualscar is an important piece. Darkleer cannot afford to abandon him.]
[With a polite nod, he extends a greeting of his own.]
Hello, sir.
[Only then does he take a seat as well, taking a napkin onto his lap and then folding his hands on the tabletop.]
Did you wish to dine first or discuss what you were speaking of on the network?
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[Darkleer can feel his body want to turn right around, his stomach churning at this entire situation, but he forces himself to remain as cold and professional as he usually is. Yes, this is an awkward situation, but he's been through worse in his life, hasn't he?]
[Besides. Right now, if only in this moment, Dualscar is an important piece. Darkleer cannot afford to abandon him.]
[With a polite nod, he extends a greeting of his own.]
Hello, sir.
[Only then does he take a seat as well, taking a napkin onto his lap and then folding his hands on the tabletop.]
Did you wish to dine first or discuss what you were speaking of on the network?