"Dinner sounds like a fair offer. Shall we discuss things in the mess hall, then?" Torin casually asked, leaning back in his chair as he looked over at the Sister. He once again raised an eyebrow, mirroring her expression, before glancing down at her feet.<br/><br/>"Some form of footwear would be a good idea. You never know what might be lurking on the floors of this ship."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>