[Sounds like a medieval sort of thing to Makoto, but pleasant. She can imagine it, at least, as being similar to the moon during Silver Millennium, or her own Io castle orbiting Jupiter. Spires, walls, places of worship and a hub of transit. The consideration in his voice tells her that he cares for it, and likely misses it deeply.]
Ah...actually yes.
[When the waiter comes over, she waves a hand to indicate Anduin.]
I'll have apple sake, and I'll be covering him for the evening.
It's all we can ask.
Ah...actually yes.
[When the waiter comes over, she waves a hand to indicate Anduin.]
I'll have apple sake, and I'll be covering him for the evening.
[The staffer nods, looking to the young king.]
One apple sake, and for you?