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[inanhour]

[Sebastian finally starts his trip to Illyria]

It's good, Sebastian (or Roderigo, or Cesario) has decided, that Antonio came with him. Without him, he would have had to rely on good manners and hospitality to get by -- and while he is well-mannered, and the farmers on the road hospitable, the addition of a few coins has eased their way.

Still, Milliways is a welcome surprise, and he settles himself (still dressed in mourning black, though it's gathered its share of brown from dust and mud) at a bar stool.

"Whatever you wish," he says, and is presented with a bowl of beef panang. It's... orange. He pokes it with the included fork, gingerly.

[ooc: if your character knows Cesario (or Viola), please read Sebastian's profile :)]

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[never_promised]

Well...that was quick. Okay!

Hal drapes himself familiarly onto the seat next to Viola (because clearly it's Viola) (or rather Cesario) and looks more than a little smug. "Back so soon?"

Yeah, she couldn't stay away from him. He knows how hard it can be.

[inanhour]

This guy! Who he apparently knows! Sebastian is vaguely comforted by the fact that he made so many friends while too delirious to remember, but also somewhat discomfited.

"Was I to be gone long?" he asks, after a moment, though he's genial as well as quizzical.

[never_promised]

"Why--to be sure thou didst give no set date. But from thy somber looks, thy long face at the parting, I did think 'twould be some time."

(okay so maybe there weren't really somber looks and a long face, but that's just because viola was putting on a brave front)

[inanhour]

Well that's awfully familiar. Hal's likely to see the surprise at getting thou'd, though he smooths it out as quickly as he can.

How much has he forgotten?

"We recall it differently," he says, though he's a bit fuzzy about how their last conversation ended.

[never_promised]

He sees the surprise--and takes it for silent commentary on his embellishment of events. Well fine, Viola, be a stickler for the truth. He'll just make a face back! And be Super Offended (lol).

"Dost call me liar to my face? Wouldst slight mine honor?"

[inanhour]

Sebastian can't help it -- even with the confusion, he laughs.

"It would be cruel, to do so to a man who's naught but shown himself a friend," he admits. "Wouldst call me cruel?"

[never_promised]

"Never. Well--once in a while, for thou hast an impish wit about thee. But I'll not call thee cruel when thou hast come back to us here sooner than I had dared to look for."

No, seriously--he may have been smirking earlier, but he means it now. It's nice to have you back, Viola. "And how hast thou fared abroad? Well?"

[inanhour]

[OOC: I AM TAGGING UP, but I am still pretty fuzzy, so please tell me if tags don't work! Especially as Sebastian is getting Suspicious

also he feels awkward and bad for not remembering Hal]

[inanhour]

Sebastian is starting to feel incredibly guilty. Clearly this man and he are very good friends... and then impish wit catches up to him.

That's odd.

"Hold a minute," he says quietly. "I must consider this."

[never_promised]

"Consider...?"

He searches Viola's face and his own smile falters. Is it that illness come around again? He'd thought she had escaped with only a bad cold, not with the hallucinatory fever that had affected him; but maybe not. "Are you not come from service at the court?"