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"Thank you, Miss Aubade. I also brought a matching bottle of aged juice." Grills chuckles merrily and sat cafefuly on the couch. "I rarely get an excuse to cook anymore. Especially not for others. Too high ranked to not defer that to a servant or underling without the unnecessary harsh consequences of breaking nobility cultural rules. In a different world, I'd be a professional chef but in this one I am a noble officer of the military.." He sighed and drooped suddenly but snapped back to cheeriness shortly. "Anyways. How was work? Will I get my money back?"

Aubade took the food and drink to the kitchen while Ember listened to Grills' sob story, and then of course story whiplash happened.

"I uh..oh yea....At the end of the month you'll have your..ten thousand back, work was interesting." He answered as he looked back at the stairwell, he was wondering briefly if Lochbed was doing alright, he half expected her to barrel down to show him the outfit on her...he kinda got her.