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After his adventure and conversation with Adam, Raven remains in the bar.

He settles in a booth with some cider and a plate of banana bread.

He's adding beads and feathers to what looks like a dreamcatcher.

Bother him, if you like. Or have some snacks.

[Where Raven meets Asar-suti, for a discussion of purpose, speaks to Ace about Doom, briefly, then discusses food, and with some friend-schmoop. Also, Michael stops by, on Random's recommendation, and they discuss business.]

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"Please." As much as Ace is fond of her friends and worried now that they are in trouble, she doesn't have the mental and emotional resources to deal with it all just yet.
"Erm. Good banana bread?" She's having trouble thinking of non-doomy things. It hasn't been this bleak in the bar since Dream went mad.

"Is that what it is called?" He looks startled.

"I had no idea."

She eyes the bread in her hand, and hopes fervently that it is banana bread. Ugh.
"How did you get it then... if you didn't order it?" She asks, warily.

"I asked for cake, with fruit. I do not know if I confused the bar, but it took longer than I expected. Still, it is very good."

It looks like banana bread, after all. And Bar gave it to him--it should be safe enough to eat.

Ace must have come to the same conclusion, because she's not eying it warily anymore.
"Bar must like you then. You could have gotten fruitcake."

Raven makes a face.

Fruitcake is universal, it seems.

"I had not thought of such. Lady Bar is kind, indeed."

"Could have gotten strawberry shortcake though. Must mean you could still do her a few favors." She grins. Mmm, shortcake.

Raven smiles.

"I shall have to try it, next time. You are broadening my culinary horizons, Ace--first with jellybabies, and now this new cake."

"I thank you."

"S'what friends are for." SHe pauses, then grins more brightly. "Hey, I should order us peanut butter and marmite sandwiches for lunch. They're good."

...

Fear, Raven. Fear.

Raven is blithely innocent. Pity the poor dear.

"You have had good taste thus far, Ace. If you want to, I should be glad to try them."

She doesn't waste any time. Besides - no breakfast. She's hungry.
"Be back in a flash!" And she bops off to bar.

...

Maybe it's a slow-moving flash. She forgot about the Bar's slow service today.

Plus, the Bar may be a bit weirded out by the request.

Eventually, she returns with two plates, each having a marmite and peanut butter sandwich. She sets one down in front of Raven, then sits down to start wolfing down her own.

Raven picks up the sandwich, and takes a bite.

His expression is thoughtful as he chews. It is not bad--far from the worst thing he has ever tasted, if not as good as eyeballs, or sugar cookies.

"It is good, Ace. Thank you."

She is too busy demolishing her sandwich to notice his lack of rapture. Guess the sandwiches just aren't in the same league as jellybabies.
"Y'welcome. Used to make these when I was a kid. Mostly 'cause peanut butter and marmite have a hard time spoiling, and I could usually find some bread that hadn't turned colors."

"Food from home is always comforting, especially if it is good."

He eyes go a little distant, and his voice is soft.

"There is a particular type of fish that I have not had for some time. She used to make it, I think."

She doesn't ask for the same reason Raven didn't ask about Tim - some things are personal.
"Y'know, Bar can make almost anything. You should ask."

"I will try to remember the name of the fish. Bar cannot truly read my mind, I do not think."

He smiles, and is back to being fully present.

"I am so very glad to have met you, Ace."

She beams at him. Honestly, who wouldn't after hearing something like that? Only cold-hearted bastards, that's right.

"Even if I nearly bit your head off when you first met me?" She asks, cheerily, as she polishes off the last of her sandwich.

"Even then. Even if less-than-ideal circumstances had not provided an excuse."

He grins, and settles into the booth. His sandwich is gone, as well.

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