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Oh ha ha. I'll come by tonight?

I'll be waiting.

[And when Rags does turn up, Adrian's gone with roasted river fish, stuffed to bursting with herbs and garlic. He has also chosen to leave the head on and give it a grape eye, because he is a child.]

Any plans for your trip beyond rampant thievery?

[Rags is also a child, so the grape eye gets a playful poke as he sees it.]

I don't know! Kiryu wanted to bring me to meet people, I guess. Something I'm really good at. Interacting with people.

[Said with an eyeroll.]

Oh, no, you couldn't possibly be terribly cute and very endearing.

[Adrian punches him in the shoulder.]

Lull them into a false sense of security.

[He rubs his shoulder with a laugh.]

Fuck off. Call me cute again and you'll regret it.

But the last time I went off the ship was when I graduated, so it's going to be - interesting to see people I don't see every damn day.

[He will be called cute again, but Adrian bides his time, pulling out a chair for him instead of escalating. For now.]

Good habit to build, most likely. And presumably they will, in fact, be enthusiastic about meeting you.

Hopefully! I do have to study the language again. I don't think the Admiral's fuckery works there.

[He sits in the chair, like a normal person and not perched like a bird.]

Are you going to miss me?

They will be days sadly devoid of tiny bastardy.

[Adrian slings an arm around him for a quick hug and a quicker kiss, and then gets to serving because the fish is in danger of getting cold.]

You brighten the place up quite a bit. But at least this time I'll know the timeline.

[The affection is nice, as it always is, but then there's food and that's equally important.

He pokes at the grape again.]

I'll bring you back something properly stolen.

[Deciding Rags is welcome to keep fucking with it, Adrian goes ahead and adds the head to his plate.]

How much do you know about this place? Do you have a list of potential valuables, or just improvising?

[And because he doesn't want it to get cold, he finally starts to eat it, picking it apart first with his fingers to see the herbs inside.]

Kiryu's taken me in the Enclosure a few times before, so I know the basic layout of it. But valuables are universal, except that I think these people use paper currency. Which is useless to me.

Doesn't transfer, no. But. I think you're thinking too small. Kiryu's from a time well ahead of either of us, isn't he? Think of the technological innovations you might be able to steal.

[Adrian serves himself. Some of Trevor's beloved potatoes have made it onto the table--they're really easy to cook--and a handsome pile of roasted vegetables.]

Yeah, but I don't know what that shit is! Maybe a phone. I know what phones are.

[He scoops in some of the vegetables, as well, including the potatoes. For Trevor, of course.]

But what phones are more or less valuable? And aren't there likely to be mysterious future technology security options, too? There you are, snatching a jewelry box, and suddenly, robot spiders.

[Adrian settles in as close as he can while still leaving room for forks and elbows. For exactly this sort of moment, as he opts to scramble his fingers up Rags' spine.]

[He is too busy on his potatoes and yelps when he feels the fingers on his spine.]

Hey! [He turns around and grabs at his wrist, trying to push him away.]

I'm not going into homes! I'm sticking to pockets.

Hm, I was going to say we should ask the enclosure later for some future houses for you to escape, but if you don't want to...

[He lights up at that.]

Are you going to be the bat on my shoulder again if I do?

If you like? Keep in mind I won't know what to expect from future defenses, either. You might get more use out of me if I can't fit in the palm of your hand.

I was able to get past a fucking machine that turned into silver beetles and spat out arrows from the walls. No amount of future technology will be that weird.

[He eyes him.]

What use do you want to be?

Against an enclosure setup that won't do any serious damage? Whatever strikes you as useful. I can more or less fly, even without being a bat.

[He scoops up another forkful of dinner with a smirk.]

Maybe after a bit of digesting, though. These are staggeringly heavy.

Usually I eat after being a thief! Because, well, that's what I'm usually stealing for.

[He reaches over to try and snatch a potato from Adrian's plate.]

I might just take a nap first.

[Adrian catches his hand and just doesn't let go.]

Be a successful enough thief and you have to schedule around dinner, is the lesson here, I think.

Oh, so now I'm not a successful thief?

[He tries to pull his hand away and just moves forward, trying another tactic. He kisses him deeply, then uses his other hand to try again for a potato.]

[Well, that was exactly his plan for the captured hand, more or less. He's extremely cooperative.]

Now that you are one you'll have to learn to navigate luxuries like potatoes.

I think I'm already doing a fairly good job with potatoes!

[As he sits back and pops it into his mouth.]

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