Rare wines.

Ruvel stopped outside the Rose Garden town hall's door as he began to place the passport that he had newly gained to his inner right suit pocket. He sighed, he truly wished that this detour hadn't taken so long but then what else could he do? He had to anticipate his sister's whims and something told him that they may take him abroad so he had to gain his passport. He had thought how his sister would be on public transportation and shook his head knowing just how bad that may actually be thus hoped that they would gain the airship soon but even then there would be times that she would need to travel as a normal 'good' person so would have to take common transportation or likely be shot out of the air.

Starting to walk once more he brought out his pocket watch and looked to it "Hm... it's late but not as late as I expected it to be... still..." he sighed a little knowing that his sister would have him doing demeaning tasks for being away for so long after all he was only meant to have dropped off a letter to one of the knights of the guilds kingdom in the making but had been side tracked with looking after a baby, playing tag with some children and going to get his passport. "I will have to get her something special..." he concluded as he continued to speak to himself "I do not think a toy will last long and a pet I would end up caring for..." he stopped his index and thumb going to his chin as he thought "Food I make for her already and clothing would be silly as the season is just about to change..." he thought for a while longer still unsure what would be good for her and it wasn't like he had anyone around to ask an opinion from but then he was sure if it had been anyone from Savage Skull they would have pointed and laughed telling him just how much he messed up or tell him to get the wrong thing completely.

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Kanrya had been lounging near the town hall under a tree, her trench coat rolled up so that it gave her something soft to lean against while Fidget lay curled up in her lap in his smaller form, her rifle leaned up against the tree. She had been taking a bit of time off from doing jobs and after the insanity of her guild hall crashing, well she wasn't to keen on getting back. She was perfectly fine spending the day goofing off. Or at least she was when a young man was mumbling about getting something special for someone.

She opened one of her eyes in a squint, taking in his form. Tall, raven hair, butler outfit... Tch. Of course he had to be someone's butler. She idly wondered what he would look like if he didn't have such an uptight outfit.

She mentally thought up gifts for someone who would likely have everything they could want, including those that the stranger had listed.

Toys, Food, pet, fashion, hmmn. "What about a few bottles of expensive wine, a weapon if she's into them, lacrima, keys...she could always use more servants neh?" She piped up as she cleared out her ear with a finger and cursorily flicked the wax away in a bored fashion. Fidget woke up as Kanrya moved minutely under him and looked between her and the butler guy, a wolf-like huff escaped as he laid back down and stretched out more across her legs.
Kanrya scritched behind Fidget's left ear absentmindedly.

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Ruvel stopped hearing a voice his black eyes tracking where it came from "Keys are useless she is not a celestial mage, and she has me she needs no other servants." he said in a neutral tone. In his mind he was trained to be her tool regardless the task that had been asked of him and did so without question "She has no need of weapons, it would be uncouth for her to dirty her hands with such unsavoury tasks." he said thinking on the lacrima suggestion, it did have its merits but then what exactly would his sister do with such an item? He shook his head after thinking on it some "I think not but thank you for the suggestion madam." he placed his hand over his chest and bowed to her a little.

He started to move a few steps "Wine may be a good idea, but that is a problem in itself as a royal she has a very refined pallet." he sighed knowing he would have to deny her the ability to use such a thing as she was only six years of age, but then wine if stored correctly it gets better with age so perhaps she will understand. Turning he looked to the woman, he couldn't exactly comment on her choice of wardrobe as it was something he was use to seeing on a day to day basis from the commoners within nations, he understood that each had their own 'style'. "Pardon me madam, would you happen to know where I could obtain such a gift?" he asked once again in his calm tone as he bowed towards her.

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As this person bowed to her twice had her raising an eyebrow in disbelief. Did...he just bow twice to me? The thought crossed her mind while she thought back to remember if anyone had actually bowed to her in the past.

Yep no one. "Huh..." It wasn't so much as a question but more of a noise.

"Pardon me madam, would you happen to know where I could obtain such a gift?"

That was something she could answer as she pulled her trench coat out from behind her and looked through the pockets finding the flyer for a particular job nearby, unfolding it and holding it up for the stranger to see. "I was going to do this alone, but I figure if you want to get something special for your friend or whatever this might be the way to go." She replied before gently moving Fidget off her lap and standing as she pulled on her trenchcoat to hide her guns, bending over to pick up the sleeping Fidget. Her pet was just a tiny bit grumpy with her for getting beat up on her last job because he wasn't around to help with it. "I'm Kanrya and this here's Fidget. Shall we go see what they have to offer?" She asked smiling at the strange young man wearing a butler outfit.

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He raised an eyebrow briefly hearing the noise coming from the other person, he was wondering why it came her from her as he had not done anything out of the ordinary, well at least not for him. After a moment he took a step forward "You seem a little confused, are you alright madam?" he enquired, seemingly worried about the other after making such a noise; to him it was almost as if she had expected him to ignore her when he spoke to her, but he was raised better than to do so. He took a step forward covering his mouth with the back of his hand as he began to yawn it had been a long day and he couldn't wait to return home. "I do apologise madam... long day as you can imagine but still quite unseemly." he said looking to the paper she seemed to bring out from her trench coat.

Carefully he took it from her and began to read it taking all the information in "Wine tasters required for new line of wines. Tasters shall be rewarded by having their next meal free no matter the cost" He stayed reading the flyer before handing it back "I guess that shall be the best thing to do..." he said thoughtfully "I could give the reward to my lady as a gift I suppose" he continued thoughtfully as he started to extend his hand to help her up only to see herself rising without the offer of his aid and so pulled his hand back "And I do not have friends madam. I am a butler in the service of my lady, I am nothing more than an extension of her will." he explained calmly as his black eyes scanned the area.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Lady Kanrya and you also Fidget." he said calmly moving his left hand to his chest bowing a little "My name is Ruvel" he said in his normal disciplined and stoic tone. "Yes, we should. I do not want my lady sending Lord Dahau after me again." That was an experience he would rather avoid for a second time if he could help it, though he couldn't help taking notice that one of his summons and Dahau seemed to get on as if they were old acquaintances that may have known each other from a battle in the past. He knew the chances of this was in fact slim so never bothered to ask because even if it had been the fact of the matter he would unlikely be told to mind his own business from them.

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While Kanrya didn't seem perturbed at all by him yawning, in fact she waved her hand dismissing his apology for yawning in front of her, however him claiming that while in the service of his 'lady' he was nothing more than an extension of her will had her more than a bit curious. Who was this guy and man did the nobles start in on grooming him to be a butler. Well it certainly wasn't her problem.

However when he called her a lady she looked around for one. "A lady? Where?" She asked as Fidget whined at her as if he knew what she was playing at. She chuckled and grinned in almost a playful manner before she began to head towards the restaurant. "Well I won't take up much of your time Ruvel. It should be a pretty simple straightforward job." She mentioned as she tilted her head as a unspoken cue to follow her to the restaurant. She wouldn't pry too much into Ruvel's history and who this Lord Dahau might be. But she would likely ask her guildmaster, Kite Wilhelm about the name and possibly do her own research. However, this guy Ruvel seemed nice enough to her. Maybe she would give him a chance and become his friend.

He seemed to be about her age, but she wasn't entirely sure. She really didn't know what they should talk about. "So," She cleared her throat.
"Gorgeous weather right?" She asked putting a smile on her face.

(sorry it was late and brain was crashing)

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Ruvel looked to her through his black eyes for a moment, his hand going to his lower left hand pocket as he brought out what seemed to be an antique dark steel pocket watch, with a single press of a button the front flipped open revealing the face below. His eyes started to scan the area once more a he swore he was being watched from the shadows and as much as he wished he could put it fully to his imagination he knew that was far from the case. He closed the pocket watch's face cover and looked to it, he remembered when Dahau gave it to him and the warning that came with it. That conversation still haunted him, he was just going to deal with a task when he had bumped into him again almost literally as he was still trying to get accustomed to the layout of what would become his new home. When he seen the tower of a man he constantly wanted to turn the other way and run like he had the day they originally met in Clover Town, but at the same time he remembered how that turned out and he didn't seem like the kind of person who liked to repeat himself.

The third day of his new life had started out like every other one and yet it became one that he doubted he would ever forget. It was the day Dahau gave him the pocket watch he carried with him and dared not leave behind regardless of situation given the threat that came with it. 'A few simple rules to keep in mind boy... keep this on you at all times, the moment you leave it behind I'll know...' he remembered 'Don't try and run, what happened to Clover Town will seem like minor repairs in comparison...' his eyes remained firmly on the watch still, there was more but he was snapped back into reality as Kanrya tried to make a somewhat sarcastic joke. Placing the pocket watch away in his left pocket he couldn't help but feel eyes on him from the nearby shadows 'I am not running, I got delayed...' he thought to himself, he knew that Dahau was never to be taken for a fool but he didn't think the leash would be this short on him.

Finally his mind clicked to where it should be and he tried to force everything to the back of his mind. "Even if you are not dressed like it, you are a lady and should respect yourself as such." his voice though stoic still held a very slight hint of another tone. "I do not wish to be rude on the fact, but I am thankful for it. I am running behind dreadfully and someone will likely be dispatched soon to retrieve me if I do not get home before supper." Even though he lacked tone it was clear he was serious on this fact. As she walked, he walked beside her taking in the sights, sounds and smells "It would have been a horrible shame if I had met him here..." he whispered low to himself so not to bother his current companion or her friend.

He was taken back to how she began a conversation on the weather, he couldn't exactly comment on it as everything kind of felt the same to him in regards to weather and to some extent temperatures. "Yes, it is a pleasant day." he chimed in not wanting her to feel uncomfortable, his eyes going to the shadows behind him as he continued walking forward. "I think we may have to take you shopping Lady Kanrya, this seems like an upscale part of town and I doubt they will allow you to enter the restaurant dressed as you are." he said noting how everything seemed to have changed, he was respectful in his word but was straight to the point.

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"Even if you are not dressed like it, you are a lady and should respect yourself as such." Even as Ruvel said this she wanted to clarify the point that again she was no lady.
Yes she had been born a female and to that point the similarities ended. She had no ladylike mannerisms, was a tomboy and her love for guns was going to be her undoing one of these days. However, arguing this was likely a lost cause because Ruvel seemed to be one of the stubborn type and she didn't want to fight over something that seemed stupid. But she wasn't going to answer to lady anything.

"I think we may have to take you shopping Lady Kanrya, this seems like an upscale part of town and I doubt they will allow you to enter the restaurant dressed as you are." Now was her time to look a little uncomfortable as he made point to mention her clothing. Of course this was when she rested her arms at the back of her head as she made it a point to not look like she cared or anything. "I'm not really the type to wear frilly dresses or ribbons in my hair. My clothing is practical, ready for a fight and durable. Good luck trying to get me into a dress cause I don't own one." She smirked just a little. And he doesn't know about that damned kitsune outfit I have in my closet from the cosplay cafe job.

She looked over at her companion and sighed as she saw a polite yet obstinate look on how the had to be required. She the looked down at Fidget and saw him look up at her as he tilted his head one way. A soft sigh escaped her lips and she ruffled Fidgets fur, him nipping her gently. "Fine. If -and that's a big if- you can find a dress that I won't say no to... I'll buy it just so I can go try these wines with you." She muttered already regretting her decision to agree to this fiasco in the making.

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Ruvel could tell by the woman's posture that she disliked what he was calling her, but he wouldn't change his mannerisms for anyone, and didn't expect another to change theirs for him. He could tell Kenrya didn't have the mannerisms of someone that came from a well to do family. This was easy to see in the way she carried herself, the way she was dressed and the fact she carried weapons on her like a boy who was ready to play cowboys and indians or even boys playing a game of war. To him it was unseemly but this was due to the world he was originally part of even if he was just a servant even then. He held his arm for a few seconds, on realising what he was doing he instantly let it go, this wasn't the time to think on his past, he had been given a new life... a new purpose.

He had no idea what she was thinking but he was a stubborn person when it came to how he spoke and his mannerisms, but he could also tell that she, herself would stick to her guns when it came to things. Regardless of it came down to a fight he wouldn't have fought her, he didn't have the physical strength to do such things and he wouldn't call on his summons as it would have been nothing more than annoyance to him. He looked at to her and gave a brief micro expression of a smirk as he seen her trying to play off that she didn't care when it was obvious she was uncomfortable at his suggestion. He listened to her and nodded his head "Not all dresses are like that Lady Kanrya" he stated moving to a dress shop pointing at something sophisticated "See, this is what teens are currently wearing within this town." he said thinking perhaps he should pick up a dress for his sister though the season was ready to change.

He then seen a dress that almost seemed like a noble pirate, the skirt seemed to be made out of cotton in a wine colour, a slightly longer black netting veil was over it making it seem slightly darker. The top was of white linen a slight frill where the buttons sat, the collar and cuffs but nothing over baring. It had a black corset with a leather wrap, underneath seems to sit a black sash ruffle. "This might be good, do you not think?" he asked looking to her.

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Kanrya couldn't help but look at what Ruvel pointed out, and tried not to blush at how the dress looked. It seemed to her that even after a few minutes after meeting Ruvel, he had her tastes in clothing to a decent mark.

She cocked her head at the sight of the white and mahogany dress held together by the leather corset. Honestly, it would be something she would wear if she was into dresses. She could likely wear her combat boots and still look like she was ready for a fight. Even the black lace gathered at the side, it almost looked like what a pirate would wear.

"Consider me impressed Ruvel. You found a dress that I might actually wear out in public." Her tone consisted of both amazement and just a touch of sarcasm. Friggin bastard, She thought to herself. How the hell did he pick up the style I like? A soft sigh escaped her lips before smiling at him "I'll just try this on first to make sure that it fits right." She said as she whistled at Fidgit, to guard the fitting room door as she took the dress inside.

She managed to squeeze into the dress, after a bit of time and looked at herself in the mirror, she couldn't deny that she looked -dare she say it- nice. she could reposition her holsters for Athena and Morrighan, so that weapon-wise she was ready for a fight, but she still felt suspiciously naked. She guessed that it had to do with wearing leggings instead of more girly attire. "What doing you think Fidget? Should I give him the pleasure of seeing this?" She asked hearing the wolf's tail thump and hearing a woof. She smiled and came out of the dressing room in the dress Ruvel picked looking just a little uncertain.

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Ruvel had entered the shop after her not saying a word in return, he was the butler to a person who only wanted the best every since they where young and so had trained himself to find what suited a person quickly given how they normally dressed, their attitude and on occasion weapons and/or magic so it was unsurprising that he had picked up on something that the other may wear to a more formal event or location. "If it doe not fit, I am sure they have other sizes" was the only comment he came back with a micro smirk under his otherwise stoic appearance as if he knew what the other was thinking, not that it was hard given her comment about finding a dress that she may in fact wear out in public.

Realising that the other may not have been comfortable just wearing the dress due to wearing trousers most likely since she was a young girl he moved around the shop trying to find something that may compliment it, that he found was a little more difficult but by the time she came out he would have a pair of black skin tight shorts that could be worn underneath the dress "I thought these would make you feel more at ease" he commented seeing her discomfort he knew he had also read this correctly too "It would also mean you would not have to worry about wind or jumping around if a fight may break out" he said calmly waiting for her to take them. "The dress suits you by the way, I am glad you tried it on" he commented calmly.

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As Kanrya came out to show Ruvel the dress she noticed the skin tight black shorts that would hide her unmentionables if they had an unexpected fight or if a breeze occurred on the way to the restaurant. The gesture was appreciated and she smiled at him warmly, taking the shorts from him, the compliment however made her cheeks heat up momentarily. Why was she blushing because he complimented her? Was she getting sick? Kite would literally string her up if she did.
Or at least have Miss Nun give her a talking to on how she was 'just a child and shouldn't sneak off on these types of jobs'. "Thank you Ruvel. The shorts are appreciated."

She wanted to thank him for the compliment also but growing up on the streets she didn't really get many. It was 'Damn brats' or 'Just wait til i get my hands on you ya little thief!' The look on her face was flustered at best and she disappeared into the dressing room to pull on the shorts. She emerged a short time later carrying her older outfit under her arm. "I'm going to go pay for this and get a bag for my clothes so that we can go try this restaurant's wine." She said a faint blush still on her cheeks as she smiled at Ruvel.

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(sorry its short, muse has been crap)

Ruvel nodded he knew that being in a dress would be uncomfortable for the other so thought the shorts would at least make her feel a bit more at ease. As Kanrya was changing he went to the counter paying for the clothing that she had on so they could leave when she was dressed with little issue and it would save on bags for the most part. He couldn't help but chuckle quietly as he never expected that he would be buying one of his own designs back but here he was doing so. Hearing the door open he turned to look to her "You don't have to worry about paying, I have already done so. I promised the boutique a replacement garment for the one you are wearing" he stated walking over with a bag placing her tomboy-ish clothing into it. "So how do you like the dress Lady Kanrya?" he asked warmly.

As he finished folding and placing things into the bag he waved goodbye to the owner and wrapped his arm in hers, they almost looked like a young couple the way they now walked down the street. He heard some other girls complaining to their boyfriends why they weren't treated the same way and pushing at them with a huff. He personally had nothing against holding someones bags, taking someone shopping for clothing or lavishing them in affection but it seemed like he had gotten quite a few other people in trouble with how he was, but that wasn't his problem. "You know I made that dress you're wearing" he finally stated as if it was a day to day thing to have met a designer and have them put you in clothing they made. "I must admit, I'm glad you are wearing it, it suits you well" he said continuing to walk with her.

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She was astonished that he had already purchased the dress for her instead of allowing her to do it herself. However, him promising the store a replacement garb had her brow creased almost like she was trying to puzzle out why he said this. He would only say that if he either owned the company that sent the dress out, or made the dress. She smiled just a little as she smoothed the dress out admiring how well it fit her. "Aside from being the first one I can really remember wearing?" She couldn't help but mention this. "I like it." She smiled happily at Ruvel.

She began to reach for the bag with her regular clothing in it only to find that Ruvel had captured her arm held it under his so that they could walk as a couple. She could feel her cheeks flushing as she walked with Ruvel and watching Fidget walk in front of them. It...wasn't a bad kind of embarrassing really. However, after listening to a couple of girl complain why they weren't treated in a similar fashion, was the anxiety of being on an actual date whether accidental or not hit. In fact, dare she say that she was falling for him? Oh god! She was going to get teased once she got back to the guild!!

She snapped out of the anxiety attack to hear him say that he had made the dress that suited her well. "Thank you. You must be a talented designer to think up a gorgeous dress like this. I tried the modeling thing, but being fussed over never really was my thing." She easily kept up with Ruvel's gait and actually enjoyed the walk towards the restaurant. Chasing after jobs was a strenuous business, perhaps she should take a little time out and enjoy herself...

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Ruvel looked to her with a concerned look seeing her flushed, the only time he had seen it before was at 'home' when a person was sick and that was never really a good sign because it was really rare to see them again, then again even if they did come back they where different. "A... are you sick lady Kanrya?" he asked stopping moving in front of of her his tone showing he was truly worried about the companion he had at current. Biting his lip for a moment not waiting for the other to answer he decided to scoop her up worried that she might be faint and headed towards their destination believing that perhaps being out the sun may help the other. He no longer paid attention to the people around them making sappy 'aww, so sweet' comments as he moved quickly knowing that he would struggle before to long given he struggled with anything over quarter his own weight which was still lighter than someone of his height should be.

"I am glad you like it, it was one of the first I made" he commented as he walked quickly a smile on his face hearing that the dress he had made was actually admired by a tomboy, it made him feel like he was doing something right in regards to his craft. "You seemed confused when you heard me say that I would replace the dress." he said wanting to continue the conversation to distract himself from the fact he was struggling with the others weight. It wasn't that she was overly heavy given her height such it was just that he was far weaker than someone should be not that he understood why this was. "It was easier than paying for it, the dress wasn't exactly cheap" he said glad he removed the price tag before giving her the dress. "I'm still new to the designing thing, I don't want to be known as a warrior but for other talents" he explained walking into the restaurant placing her on a seat "Are you feeling alright to continue with this task?" he asked going back to the original concern, he would go look for the owner after she was alright to continue.

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Ruvel's question threw her off track somewhat and was even more thrown off when he swept her off her feet and quickened his pace towards the restaurant. She looped her arms around his neck a small squeak escaping her mouth. The gesture was completely unexpected and she was speechless to say the least. She never had been treated like this before so at most the look on her face was that of comical confusion, wanting to squirm yet at the same time she didn't want to cause any undue strain, her she felt like her cheeks couldn't get any redder when hearing people coo at how adorable they were.

After listening to his explanation on the dress most of it made sense and she didn't know what to make of it. A dress designer, that also seemed to be a wizard? Offhandedly, she wondered what his magic consisted of. It all made sense and she smiled at Ruvel's concern when he finally put her down. "You really didn't have to carry or worry. I'm fighting fit, I was slightly embarrassed by the attention that we had gotten is all." She placed her hand on his and smiled disarmingly. "So a dress designer. Must be a hard job aside from being a guild member?" she asked as she noticed the waiter coming over to them.

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Ruvel had paid no attention to those around him cooing they hadn't been his concern, he had been worried about the one he had been carrying. He had looked to her as she squeaked but didn't stop his  quickened pace though he did feel like he was going to fall on many occasions he kept running just ignoring the pain his own form was feeling given the struggle. On the way he noticed her cheeks were suddenly getting redder making him go into a full sprint, given he was carrying someone else he still wasn't panting by the time they had reached their destination. On placing her down on the chair he quickly checked her temperature with the back of his hand just to make sure but fount the only things that was hot were her cheeks which confused him to no end.

"You seemed sick" he explained as he finally put the bag with her normal clothing and her violin case down by the chair he had sat her in, when she mentioned about the attention he couldn't help but sigh "Yes, I don't understand why..." he began his tone showing that he wasn't being shy about it he genuinely didn't have a clue on the matter "I am sure that others act the same way I just had when another is in trouble" To him it was just one person helping another who seemed like they required assistance. "The girls didn't seem overly happy with their friends and the guys seemed annoyed at me" he commented with a shrug as if it made little difference to him, it was how he was and he wasn't about to change for anyone.

Hearing how a profession was said he shook his head "I create more than dresses Lady Kanrya" he corrected "And I don't do so professionally either, I created that dress so I would have somewhere to sleep and have food for a little while" he confessed, he had bartered to be able to rest in someones shed and for them to give him a little food each day for a week. he was given five hundred jewel for a dress that the boutique where selling for a lot more than that, he didn't mind given it was enough for what he needed to survive. "I am going to make my own clothing at some point but my sisters tasks keep occupied" he said with a sigh before taking his hand away from her cheek "I'm not officially in a guild yet but I hope to be soon when I prove my worth" he said his eyes going to a set of doors that opened suddenly seeing someone kind of dressed like he himself was.

"We're closed" the waiter said calmly almost ready to throw them out before Ruvel brought out the Flyer that Kanrya had shown him on the job "We're here because of this." he commented watching as the man's body language changed "I swear, I wish Mr. Oshida would tell us when he puts out these jobs so we know what's going on" he said with a frustrated tone "I am Toby and you have my apologies for my attitude as you can imagine with the wine festival coming up it's a little stressful" he said smiling "If you didn't want anyone to come in due to being closed the door should be locked" Ruvel commented back making Toby shocked as he hadn't been expecting such an answer "Yeah, that's true I guess" he chuckled "We have three wines for you to try and the one that you believe best will be the one we enter into the wine festival in the hopes it wins the ribbon this year" he said happily walking off to get the first bottle. Ruvel blinked unable to think about anything other than how odd the guy was.

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"Sorry if I made you worry, I can't help my cheeks flushing when embarrassed, whether in a good way or not." She said when he mentioned that she had seemed sick. It seemed to be a perfectly normal reaction to her when one's cheeks flushed like that, but who was she to judge. While he was explaining that the other ladies didn't seem particularly happy with their friends and the guys were annoyed she couldn't help but chuckle. "Ruvel, the reason why they were unhappy with their friends was because they didn't receive the same perceived treatment of what to they seemed like a couple so in love. As for the guys, they were annoyed that you did this in front of their girlfriends and set the bar higher for them to make their girlfriends happy." She couldn't help but laugh at this.

Her fingers brushed the fabric of the dress gently. "It really is a beautiful dress Ruvel. You should be proud of your skills." She said until the waiter came up to their table saying that they were closed  and watched Ruvel bring out the flyer that she had shown him earlier that day. She nodded to the stressed waiter. "Toby, was it? There really is no problem. No harm, no foul. We'll give you our best impression of the wines." She said a smirk that was a characteristic showed on her lips. It wasn't cruel, just confidence.

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Ruvel listened to everything that was said to him, he still didn't really understand. It wasn't that he was slow or anything it was more to do with the fact he had never had to deal with emotions like desire or love, his desire was simply to serve and the only love he knew was that of his sister it was that simple to him. "Embarrassment?" he questioned thinking on how the day had progressed, he could see no reason for the other to be embarrassed except on how she was originally dressed but that was for her to decide not him. "You've done nothing to be embarrassed about from what I have seen Lady Kanrya" he insisted calmly continuing to check her over still concerned that the other could be trying to hide sickness. To be honest he had only known about people becoming red when sick and when that happened they weren't seen again normally.

"I forgot how things are perceived often play a big part in how people reacted, stupid of me to be honest." he smiled a little taking a seat not that far away from her satisfied that she was indeed well. "They believe us a couple?" he seemed surprised, he hadn't really seen anyone in love so he didn't get how they looked could be seen as such a thing that was for sure. "If they can not keep their companions happy in a matter they find suitable then they are not worthy of them" he said with a shrug, to him things where black and white there was no grey area, more so on this as he was just doing as he was taught regardless of who was or seen. "As for their female counterparts maybe they should look for new male companions" he said his tone not changing from it's normal factual mannerisms.

He observed how she caressed the dress and the comment that came before it "Proud of my skills.." his eyes looking away before shaking his head "Pride is something I can not afford, it will make me step out of line and for that punishment follows." he said in an honest tone, he had better things to do than worry about pride "I created it because I needed to survive" he said again his tone not changing, it was hard for him when he first escaped more so since everyone just seemed to avoid him like he was disease ridden. He watched as Toby had come out with three small bottles on a tray placing them on table, picking up the first one he poured some into each of their glasses. Ruvel observed and sighed noticing several things he done wrong but remained quiet on it for now as he picked up the glass and swirling the richly coloured wine.

He brought it to his nose and smelled it a little before taking a sip "I taste cherry, red currents, passion fruit and honeysuckle. All in all it's an okay wine but to be honest the flavours could be a bit better if you removed the passion fruit and honey suckle and add nutmeg, cinnamon and perhaps oak" he said seeing what the other thought.

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