His first errand of the day had been leaving a message for Amani, and by extension Al, that he would like to have dinner with them.
The strange glances sent his way by being present in the office and official places wearing rather lackluster attire compared to the ones he was trying to reach irked him a bit. But that couldn't be helped when the majority of what he had been able to scrounge up were rather drab robes.
The credit chit had been burning a hole in his pocket since finding it.
But weighing the ramifications for its use found him in a few shops along the way and window shopping. Eventually finding parts and pieces from various shops to muster something that reminded him of home.
Spending the morning spending credits had done little for the nerves about using that money.
But he'd deal with that when it came up.
Securing lunch, he'd spent the afternoon scoping out potential places to stay. Even with the offer from Iris he wanted to honor his word on finding a place to let her have her own space back.
Eventually wearing out his options, he'd at least made some inquiries when he popped into the restaurant he'd left on his note. Being about a half hour early, he perused the menu after being given his table.
A decently upscale place, he'd been silently judged upon arrival until the reservation had been found. The attitude shift being noted but not spoken of as they led him inside.
Sipping on a water, enjoying the quiet music about the place, he rested his hands atop the table.
"The feth do I even talk about." He had too much time now that he began to worry about actually interacting with either of them. Hands suddenly animated as he played around with topics.
"Kahlil and I-nononononononono. Good grief and force be merciful I don't need to talk about us knowing each other like that. Uh." He was grasping at straws, hands nervously dancing across the table as he waited.
