Lyn
"Curry, hm? I'll try that, they make it with lamb sometimes...?"
*Her eyes lit up at the mention of meat, her tail wagging with an abnormal speed. She caught herself a moment later, suppressing her blush as she glanced around the room searchingly.*
"Ahah- What was the last time you were here for, then? I barely know what sort of work you do, now that I think about it..."
Robert
*He chuckled at her excitement, giving her a simple nod in response to the question. When the waiter came back over, he decided to get himself a glass of water and allowed Ikehara the chance to order a drink before he answered her other question.*"Mercenary work to put it simply, but I was advised by a friend to try giving it a break more often and just enjoy traveling. That and various other things."*He said.*"Of course I do the occasional task here and there. It's my job and also fills boredom in between city visits. Last time I came here was when I was just passing through. I knew management here, so I figured I'd pay a visit before continuing on East."
Lyn
"Feels like we've seen more than our spate of mercs... Seems a little saturated right now."
*She mused, steepling her fingers as she mulled over job prospects briefly. The order for drinks came, Ikehara opting for a water as well - they could get something substantial later.*
"Fighting's not the only thing you're good at, though?"
Robert
"Definitely have met a... Lot of Mercenaries along the way... Some a bit more off than others."*He agreed.*"Saturates... Sure if they're you're run of the mill merc just looking to do a job and be done for the day, but a lot seem to have an interesting thing going for them. I guess it just depends on where you go."*He tilted his head back a bit as her question of fighting being the only thing he's good at.*"No, but I suppose it's what I'm mainly known for with most encounters."*He answered.*
Lyn
"Hm... Dunno. Big companies like the *Condottiere* Were where most mercs ended up, and stayed. Independent contractors had trouble finding work until they established a name. You made a name for yourself yet?"
*She leant back in her seat as she pursued this line of inquiry, resting her steepled hands on a knee as a leg rested on top of the other.*
Robert
"I knew a few mercenaries trying to start up their own company for their work. Haven't seen how far they've gone yet, but maybe I'll pay them another visit while traveling."*He paused for a moment to think of her other question, seeming lost in thought for a while as he contemplated.*"Not yet, but working on it-."*He eventually said in time to the waiter returning with their water briefly before going to assist another table.*"Granted my name is probably floating around out there to some degree if you have supposedly been hearing rumors."*He contested.*
Lyn
"What I heard was a little confusing... Something about burning friendlies on a mission. Apparently that's why you wear the mask."
*She divulged the scraps of what she'd heard, her bemused smile conveying how little stock she put in them. Ikehara wasn't sure of any animosity between Silnari and Macen, and if that translated to the relations that the Salvainian and Silnarian empires may have... But it could explain slander like that.*
Robert
*Terrel had taken a sip of his drink, only halfway through before she had explained the tattered rumor she had heard. He proceeded the choke on the water for brief moment, having to catch himself before he would end up going on a coughing fit. The Silnari quickly lowered the cup away so that he could clear his throat for a moment and continue talking normally.*"Where'd they even come up with that from?"*He questioned, feigning a tone of doubt.*
Lyn
*She shrugged, displaying her palms to accentuate the gesture.* "I really don't know. You're not a mage, so it's not like you could misfire easy. Either you've been messing with some faulty equipment, someone *Really* Got on your nerves or it's a lie. I'm leaning towards a lie, but I still don't know who'd spread it..."
*Her expression had shifted to confusion at his reaction, but supposed that the rumour was absurd enough to warrant it. She just hoped she'd not generate a reputation of a nature that generated unpleasantness like that...*
"Let's order, then. You'll need another water, anyway."
Robert
*Terrel narrowed his eyes beneath the cover of his mask. He could think of a few that would. It was close enough to the truth to warrant it and they were dead center of where it happened. Terrel moved his glass away and leaned back in his chair to get himself to relax from it. It wasn't like it couldn't be much worst than what the law enforcement knew.*"Right."*He said casually, waving over the waiter so that they could place an order. The Silnari spoke to the waiter in a hushed tone, though it was audible enough to hear him requesting some curry and asking the waiter to simply tell the chef it was him. It seemed like they'd know what he want without needing the specifics to it. He waited for the Kemonomimi to get a chance to order once he was done, allowing himself to go lost in thought for the time being.*