Diplomatic Immunity--Preface: Vasha's Discovery

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She nods "Yes, I know. But you can always remember the good times as well. And I'm sure you're a better man for the experience ultimately." She smiles

"Oh, there's the waiter, looks like food's on the way."
 

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"Ah yes, here comes the zaava and the jhyyal soup. I hope you like it."

*The waiter sweeps in with the food and places it in front of the two patrons, bowing and then heaidng off to the side.*
 

Vasha tries the soup. "Oooh, this is good." Again, memories of her past fill her as she recalls eating something similar with her parents when she was young. She takes a bit of the Zaava, dips it in the Jhyyal soup, and then eats it, just like old times, a silly childish grin on her face, her eyes closed in the moment.
 

"Hmm...is that nostalgia on your delicate face, Vasha? Have you ever had this dish before? If it brings back happy memories, then I am glad."
 

Vasha looks at what she's doing and giggles. "Oh, I'm sorry. Momma always told me it was childish, but Daddy did it too when she wasn't looking."
 


Vasha sighs "Happy memories can get you through the bad times, and overcome loss."

She finishes her soup, and much of the Zaava. "You must think I'm a silly girl, savoring food so."
 


Vasha blushes again.

"We should probably get Puddles back to my room. I'll get him a collar of some kind when I can afford to, but he looks pretty content now."

Indeed, Puddles is laying on his side by the table, having eaten the scraps that were brought to him.
 

"Yes, he does seem happy. I am glad we brought him along--wouldn't have wanted the poor guy to have to sit in the room all day, eh? Let's go bring him back, then. We still have time before the next shift."
 

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