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Date: 2019-06-19 04:08 pm (UTC)
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[Still slightly nervous and a tiny bit anxious about the aphrodisiacs, Sabo continues to simply sit and eye his own drink, even if, as seconds pass, his mouth gets drier and drier. He finds himself licking his lips to try and bring some moisture into the mix, but it's futile. He sighs and leans back in his seat, finally smiling when he hears what Shiro says. He's right; he did have some under him back home, in the Army. He's admittedly a little proud of coming across that way; that means he's at least skilled enough in being a leader, of sorts, to have an air about him. As long as he doesn't have a noble air, he's happy.]

I did. I was second-in-command, so all but one were technically under me. Even if some didn't act that way.

[He lets out a quiet chuckle, but then finds himself eyeing his drink again.]

That's a good idea.

[Changing location with the drinks makes sense. At least then, if they both become affected, they won't be in the cafe where the drinks were served. So, whatever goal the cafe's proprietors have won't actually be fulfilled.]

I'll find someone and say we need them to go.

[He'll scoot out of the booth and head toward the bar, proper, once he says this, waving down a server and asking for to-go cups. The server looks a little confused, but complies. Sabo takes the two cups back into the booth and hands one to Shiro.]

Alright. After we pour the drinks into these, we can head out. Where should we go?
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