"Mia, I need to ask you something..."

[iambetadraconis]

Rabastan's quest to emigrate to Lunar as a permanent resident is one step closer to fruition. The plot of land has been prepaired; the details the foreman wanted were discussed and agreed upon, and, according to the foreman, Rabastan could move in even before construction was finished

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[gorgonfondness]

Mia is currently sitting in her office, looking over this and that.

It's getting later in the day and she wouldn't be opposed to some food herself. She won't quite know that until her stomach growls, though.

When it does, she gives her desk and all its papers a finite, "That will do," and gets up, stretching.

She walks out of the office and makes her way down the hall, noticing the lounge is open.

"Oh, hello Uncle. Everything go well today?"

[iambetadraconis]

Since his mouth at that moment just happens to be full, all he can do is nod and then swallow.

"It did. The foreman called me a rather agreeable client."

[gorgonfondness]

"Good, good."

She rubs her hand, a little sore from the paperwork.

"I was just on my way to get some food. Do you mind if I join you?"

[iambetadraconis]

"No not at all. I'll wait here while you get something to eat."