[Seiya had focused on two speeds: A) Eating and B) Fighting. It was a simple life for a Shinki. Helping people was more out of obligation than anything else. Though all things considered, he felt that a restaurant selling bad food would've been problematic for him...
And for the other people too. But he wasn't going to admit that flat out. So that's why he's thumbing through the menu and wondering if there was anything suspicious looking on it. His thoughts were cut off whenever he heard an abrasive voice...]
Hah? Hold on a sec, Miss Pink. I'm still decidin' here.
[Granted, Seiya needed manners giving how he's slouching back in his chair like some sort of delinquent with his legs crossed. He didn't own the place, but he's leaving the impression that he did.]
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And for the other people too. But he wasn't going to admit that flat out. So that's why he's thumbing through the menu and wondering if there was anything suspicious looking on it. His thoughts were cut off whenever he heard an abrasive voice...]
Hah? Hold on a sec, Miss Pink. I'm still decidin' here.
[Granted, Seiya needed manners giving how he's slouching back in his chair like some sort of delinquent with his legs crossed. He didn't own the place, but he's leaving the impression that he did.]