Mitsuru pulls Orpheus to her feet with ease, a feat she knows will be an impossibility when their genders swap back. The restaurant isn't far by foot, and when they arrive he greets the Orobas maitre de with more manners than he feels.
"Private booth, please."
The Orobas makes him uncomfortable in every way possible.
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Mitsuru pulls Orpheus to her feet with ease, a feat she knows will be an impossibility when their genders swap back. The restaurant isn't far by foot, and when they arrive he greets the Orobas maitre de with more manners than he feels.
"Private booth, please."
The Orobas makes him uncomfortable in every way possible.