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Makita is sitting at a table. Without her coat. The lack of the oversized garment makes her seem somehow smaller. It's much easier to tell that she spent much of her life without enough food.

On the table in front of her lies an impressive pile of weapons. Grenades, a number of pistols, a stack of magazines. And her room key. She's looking at them, trying to figure out how she's going to carry them all around now.

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She doesn't even know that. How long ago did her war start?

"Yes. Gotham isn't famous for much, but it has great food from all over the world. Even Russia."

"Better food than the Bar can give you?"

"Well, I suppose it depends on who you ask. I"m probably partial to Gotham."

She grins, "Bet it's better than food in Bahamut."

"What's the food like there?" He thinks the answer will be "bad".

Makita sorts through her pile and comes up with a ration bar. "Ration bars. We have to take them of the Reds. Want to try one?"

"Er, as long as you have enough of them." Ration bars, taken from the enemy. Things must be very bad indeed.

She nods, "I can spare them, while I'm here. I'm going to try to get some extras from Bar to take back home. We've never got enough."

"Well, might as well." With any luck, this is as close as he'll ever come to a warzone.

It's not a very good introduction. All the nutrients you need with no eating pleasure to distract you. At least it doesn't taste like much, even if it chews like what you might imagine cardboard would.

"Stick with pies, Makita," he says after his finishes his sample.

She nods, "I will. As long as I'm here anyway."

"Good. Oh, and I suppose you should eat something like fresh fruit. I hear that's healthy for a young woman." If he's going to watch over her at all, he'd better not corrupt her eating habits entirely.

"Like what?" Makita's sort of relying on various patrons to introduce her to new foods.

"Apples are always good. Ask Bar for a red delicious or a mackintosh. And bananas. Both are easy to carry, as well." Maybe she can take some home, if she's really determined to go back?

Makita repeats these to herself, trying to remember them.

"I'll do that. When is a good time to eat fruit? Is it like a dessert?"

"It can be. Though I hear some people eat them as meals for breakfast!" Radicals!

Makita's an adventurous sort, so she might try doing both of those!

"So, Alex, how are you? Still reporting?"

"I'm...okay. In fact, I'm going to be trying something new. Still reporting, but in a different way." As soon as he gets home, gets a good night's sleep and talks to a couple of editors.

It's unlikely that Makita would really understand what it is Knox is planning to do. Still, she grins. "I'm glad things are going pretty good then."

"So am I." OK, maybe they might not go quite so good. But he can use all the support he can get.

"And as much as I would like to stay and chat, I probbly shuold get back to Gotham. I ahve a busy day tomorrow. But I'm glad to see you doing okay here. Jsut think about carrying less, OK?"

Makita gives him a skeptical look, then shrugs as he walks off.

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