Robert
*Flop.*

*The kemonomimi let herself fall flat face down onto her couch after a long day of work. This restaurant was originally her place of peace, but her recent expansions had caused even more stress than before.*

"Sirdan, what am I going to do about this? My blood pressure's so high, I'm surprised that it hasn't caused a vein to burst out from my arm."

*Not to mention her recent hit on the White Rose. Terrel hadn't attacked it quite yet, and she was starting to have worries. What would happen if it went wrong? What if she was exposed? Overall, her time as a restaurant owner was suddenly becoming a lot less peaceful.*

"I could hire more workers, but I don't want to lose more profit. We're technically operating fine as is."
Leopoldo
*The elf sat down next to the Kemonomimi, having already went to the room above. Then he looked at her arm, and grabbed her shoulders, massaging it gently as with his hands.* 

"Mmm... If the restaurant's running fine, could it be you are stressed out too much? Perhaps you could take a break." 

*He thought about the matter - he too, felt like he was losing purpose.* 

"You know, I've been stuck in Salvainia for too long. I felt like I've never had any real adventure or anything like that. I've been thinking of buying a ship or a wagon, go travelling around the world, become a questing knight of some sort. Maybe we'll find someone to go along with... Say, Hu Lang, do you know any combat magic?"
Robert
"Mmmm... Maybe. Maybe I do."

*Hu Lang brought her legs under her and sat up, letting out a relaxed sigh as Sirdan massaged her shoulders, thinking as Sirdan mentioned questing.*

"I know a bit, from my studies on alchemy. Ironically, the majority of the time they were used to make flavorful food."

*Hu Lang creates a few gestures with her hands, and an orange sigil appears in one hand, and a blue one in the other.*

"I also studied on how to increase a body's capabilities in almost any aspect. Strength, mobility, even their focus."
Leopoldo
"Hmph. I am not sure about risking my fiancee's life in combat. But combat make good friends... Maybe we should go around hunting monsters - no killing people. That tends to leave a scar on the soul, you know."

*The elf looked at the sigil and the gestures.* 

"That'll be quite useful! So, are we going to go around, offering food, cooking for everyone, and offering to handle local problems for everyone, hmph?"