[Even if he hadn't muttered it to himself, the most Vergil would be able to give in response would be a shrug. There's been enough periods of time in his life where he's had less, and less secure means of feeding himself that he's grown accustomed to it. At least, that's how Vergil would prefer to think of it relative to the alternatives of how other things in his life may have changed him.]
[At his request for a large bowl of noodles, Vergil nods and draws Yamato once more to open a portal. He knows of a place in Epiphany. He's been there a handful of times with Mizu after a morning or afternoon in the library together before parting ways. If the portions lent themselves to Mizu not ordering several bowls, they should be enough for Nero. He waits until Nero joins him again before stepping through the portal and out the other side to the street in Epiphany.]
[The doorway to the shop is just a few steps down from the street itself, and left wide open even in the cooler temperatures of winter. Even standing on the street itself, the heat of the shop can be felt radiating outward. A wooden menu board sits outside just next to the entryway with a listing of the day's specials, pictures included. Vergil walks ahead of Nero, but stops at the entryway to raise the cloth banners hanging down with Yamato for Nero to duck inside first. The majority of seating inside is countertop, right in front of the kitchen area, but there are a few small tables scattered about the rest of the floor that can be moved around with chairs as needed for larger groups.]
Pick what you want, [Vergil says, nodding to the ticket machine near to the entrance with the entirety of the menu available, including appetizers, beverages, and dessert.] Take the ticket to the counter, pay, and have a seat wherever you like.
[Normally, Vergil would be willing to pay for whatever Nero wanted and one look at the prices on the ticket machine would indicate this isn't a particularly expensive menu. But his funds are a little depleted after the holiday, and while he would not necessarily admit such a thing aloud... Vergil is willing to allow mild implication by not making any offer to pay.]
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[At his request for a large bowl of noodles, Vergil nods and draws Yamato once more to open a portal. He knows of a place in Epiphany. He's been there a handful of times with Mizu after a morning or afternoon in the library together before parting ways. If the portions lent themselves to Mizu not ordering several bowls, they should be enough for Nero. He waits until Nero joins him again before stepping through the portal and out the other side to the street in Epiphany.]
[The doorway to the shop is just a few steps down from the street itself, and left wide open even in the cooler temperatures of winter. Even standing on the street itself, the heat of the shop can be felt radiating outward. A wooden menu board sits outside just next to the entryway with a listing of the day's specials, pictures included. Vergil walks ahead of Nero, but stops at the entryway to raise the cloth banners hanging down with Yamato for Nero to duck inside first. The majority of seating inside is countertop, right in front of the kitchen area, but there are a few small tables scattered about the rest of the floor that can be moved around with chairs as needed for larger groups.]
Pick what you want, [Vergil says, nodding to the ticket machine near to the entrance with the entirety of the menu available, including appetizers, beverages, and dessert.] Take the ticket to the counter, pay, and have a seat wherever you like.
[Normally, Vergil would be willing to pay for whatever Nero wanted and one look at the prices on the ticket machine would indicate this isn't a particularly expensive menu. But his funds are a little depleted after the holiday, and while he would not necessarily admit such a thing aloud... Vergil is willing to allow mild implication by not making any offer to pay.]