[Kun makes a low, amused noise and turns his attention to the menu in front of him as well. Sure. Fair enough. Not so long ago if he'd been invited up to some fancy rooftop joint like this he probably would've said something similar.]
Great. Order whatever you want. [He says it easy enough and even though he seems considerably more relaxed compared to the last time they'd crossed paths, there's clearly a kind of artifice to this: starkly obvious in Sheena's sharper lines, her hawkish attentiveness as she does nothing more than take a sip from her own glass of water. This might be a kind of necessary pleasantry, but it's obvious that both of them are here to talk business.
Speaking of-- Kun clears his throat and turns the menu over, speaking without raising his eyes from it.] So, you had something you wanted to talk to Sheena about?
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Great. Order whatever you want. [He says it easy enough and even though he seems considerably more relaxed compared to the last time they'd crossed paths, there's clearly a kind of artifice to this: starkly obvious in Sheena's sharper lines, her hawkish attentiveness as she does nothing more than take a sip from her own glass of water. This might be a kind of necessary pleasantry, but it's obvious that both of them are here to talk business.
Speaking of-- Kun clears his throat and turns the menu over, speaking without raising his eyes from it.] So, you had something you wanted to talk to Sheena about?