[X] Let her decide where to eat.
You nod and Satsuki relaxes. "You'll have to pick the place, though." She frowns thoughtfully for a moment, then nods again.
"Mm. I think I know a place …." Her expression falls and you cock your head to the side. "A place I wouldn't normally go, and … probably none of the people I would know well." She clambers to her feet and you recall your clones - you shouldn't need them anymore.
"A good place?" She shrugs and you grab onto her to get back down to the ground.
"Mmm … depends on your tastes, I guess. I … don't really like most of what they have, but Dai Teito is probably a place we shouldn't go. That's a yakiniku restaurant nearby. It's not the best, but it is inexpensive, so a lot of students go there." You nod and follow along as she starts walking down the street. It's good that she's thinking about whether or not she's likely to be seen by someone she knows - or that might think they recognize her - although you do hope she's not picking a bad restaurant just for that. "I mean, Messiaen's not bad. It's just … I don't like most of the food they serve." You give her a look, but she has her head down and doesn't see it. Still, 'most' is not 'all', so there must be something there she likes. You follow her through the streets, back into the business area, keeping an eye on her as she looks around, half-looking and half-remembering, and eventually you reach your destination: Curry House Messiaen. She smiles apologetically, and you frown slightly at the strange smell, but then you shrug and gesture for her to lead the way.
"Welcome to Messiaen! Will it be just the two of you tonight?" The man's Japanese is strangely accented, but Satsuki simply bows.
"Yes, sir." He works at his register for a moment, and when he looks up Satsuki already has the Bureau credit card ready for him. He smiles and nods appreciatively before taking it for a few seconds. He gives it back and smiles broadly.
"Thank you. Ah, could you show them to a booth?" The server bows and sweeps her arm for you to follow. "Enjoy your stay." Satsuki takes off her jacket and bows back to him.
"This way, please." You and Satsuki follow her to a relatively secluded booth and sets down two menus. "Would you prefer that I give you some time to go over the menu?" Satsuki smiles and nods.
"Yes, please." The server bows and withdraws, and Satsuki sighs as she studies the menu. You look it over as well, wondering what Indian food tastes like. "Um, a lot of stuff here has garlic as a spice, Flandre-sama." You smile widely at her, then look back at the menu. Lots of vegetarian dishes, some bread, lots of curry dishes. "… This was Ciel-senpai's favorite restaurant. She really liked curry." You keep your face expressionless as Satsuki reminisces. "… I'm sorry for bringing you here, Flandre-sama. It's just … I didn't really get it. That people I know - they might not be here. Ciel-senpai - she isn't here, won't ever come here." You hesitate, then shake your head slowly. Whoever she is in this world, the circumstances that brought her to Japan probably can't happen, or else they would have already. "Do … do you think that … Tohno-kun is here?" Her face reddens and she hunches her shoulders. "I'm sorry, Flandre-sama." You shake your head.
"It's alright, Satsuki. Let's have some food, relax, and then we'll see how you feel about things, okay?" She looks at you, then smiles hesitantly and nods. You look back at the menu and decide on a spiced chicken dish. The server returns and takes your orders - in addition to your chicken, Satsuki orders several pieces of bread and some kind of curry dish … and a glass of milk and a soda.
"Er … do you want something to drink, young miss? With tandoori chicken …." You scowl and look at Satsuki.
"Um, another glass of milk, please." She smiles apologetically and the server withdraws. You stick your tongue out at the retreating figure. "Now, Flandre-sama. Most people have trouble with spicy food when they're younger, and milk helps." You sigh.
"Bleh. Whatever." She laughs and you smile, then look around. The room isn't well-lit, but it's not too dark for humans to see well, and there are several other occupied tables - some couples, others with groups. Enough people to feel like the restaurant is occupied, but not so many to make it feel crowded. "… We can't stay too long, you know," you say, and Satsuki frowns. "It's going to rain soon. Not too soon, but maybe a couple hours."
"Oh," she says, relieved. "I thought you meant a lot sooner than that … um, how do you know?" You smile and wave upward.
"Looking at the sky, feeling the air. It's not perfect, but it's accurate enough for survival." It's not something you've had to rely on for a long time, but it's not a skill that vanishes entirely, and you have a very good memory. "I'll make sure you learn how, too." She smiles happily. Your food arrives while she's still daydreaming happily, and you grin at the server as you start eating your food, ignoring the milk and savoring the taste. It is hotter than you like … but there's also garlic, and enough to be noticeable even among the other flavors. Satsuki makes sure you have one of the pieces of bread, too.
"Hey, Flandre. Remember what your sister said about Tohno Shiki?" You keep the frown from your face at Headless's interruption. "Adopted, pure human. Do you want to tell Satsuki?" You can't stop the frown now, and Satsuki looks at you worriedly. Sure, you could tell her, but maybe she's actually starting to get over him ….
What do you do?
[ ] Tell her about what Remilia said.
[ ] Try to drive the conversation to less dangerous subjects.
- [ ] Curry and Messiaen.
- [ ] Anything she wants to do back at Mid-Childa?
[ ] Other?