<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d0/d4/7d/d0d47db9ed54b1b5397f3affa9100577.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tyr<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>May 29, Lunch time<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Public Garden Park<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans and tshirt<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ginishi Matsuki<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content warnings:</strong>None<br/><strong>Extra information:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/>"You know you can call me Tyr. You are my friend after all." he offered. "And you don't have to apologize. It's a pretty kimono." he says. "They have a saying. 'How about you do you. And I'll do me.'" he lightly jokes. "I think from the number of scents I'm picking up you've brought enough food to feed a small village--which should be just perfect." he smiled.<br/><br/>"You and I have different styles of cooking. You're very precise, a perfectionist. I'm less concerned about exact measurements, its more of a 'feel' thing for me. I imagine you get far more consistent results though."<br/><br/>He smiles at how effortless she makes using magic to do even the simplest of tasks.<br/><br/>He nods to her final question. "Indeed. I've made some efforts to clear that mess up. It involved hiring a few extra people but there will be no more delays barring some natural disaster." he says. "The next few days are important to me. I wanted to have my schedule cleared up for when I received the call about meeting my potential spouse." he admits as he presents the food he brought along with a few juices including  peach, cranberry and apple.