Nikkolas watched Jakalin leaving and felt his heart sink. The food was always delicious but having the two of them sat with him always made him feel complete, surrounded by the only two important people in his life. He looked at Talin, a brief wave of anger and pity washed over him then with a soft sigh he moved towards him, placing his hand on Talin's jaw he let a small healing burst flow out of his hand, easing the swelling and letting the jaw recover almost all the way.<br/><br/>He turned his back and walked towards Mezoline. Reaching into his small bag... "I know how parched you get after your sparring here..."<br/><br/>He pulled out a small vial, just enough for about 5 mouthfuls... "Try this, it is my new formula, I was working on it yesterday and I perfected the taste this morning. A sip should be like a full mouthful of the most refreshing juice..."<br/><br/>He smiled at Mezoline hesitantly, always afraid and unsure, he knew she liked him but never believed in himself enough to take things further. He gently placed the vial in her hand...<br/><br/>"Now what were you saying about lunch?"