Romance is in the air... Or is it just magic?

It'd been a week since Saskia had officially joined Ichor, though she hadn't yet decided what she wanted to actually do. Iorveth dutifully kept close to her however and showed her around the city, taking her to different restaurants and showing some of the more advanced technology that was starting to be developed... Obviously, most knew his reasons for being so dedicated, whether or not Saskia was aware of it was another matter entirely.

Iorveth wasn't the only love bird within Ichor though, Quelaag had asked Reima if he had free time enough that he simply couldn't refuse any longer.

Reima wasn't stupid, he knew how the Chaos Witch felt for him, the problem was himself, he didn't know what he felt for her... Whether it was just attraction, or something more, regardless, he finally agreed to go on a date with her.

It was in the evening when the two left Kaer Morhen, Quelaag hugging his arm while wearing the same red dress he'd given her so long ago. Reima himself was just wearing some dress pants and a shirt, deciding not to wear anything extravagant today.

The city was still in its infancy, but that didn't mean there weren't things to do within it, first the duo explored some of the clothing stores, the more luxurious ones including things being made from Acromentula silk. While it was usually dangerous for Quelaag to wear something, a quick Flamefreeze charm on it allowed her to happily display most of the store's contents for him. Truth be told, he thought some of the clothes were too tight for her particular... Personality, he bought them for her anyway though, the blissful look on her face every time he complimented her making him unable to refuse.

One thing he noticed during her "Show" was the longing look she sent to the trousers and longer dresses being sold in the store, obviously wishing to try them on. Reima didn't really have an answer to this, not knowing if it was possible to even change her form. He deciding to not mention it as it'd probably sour their outing, but it remained on his mind throughout the night.

They continued to walk through the city, occasionally stopping at a nearby stall to look at some jewelry they had on display, or maybe some snacks they both enjoyed, even if Quelaag was a bit too intent on feeding them to him.

Eventually, the snacks proved too little for Quelaag though, her face blushing tomato red as her stomach betrayed her by rumbling.

Reima smiles at her, "Fancy finding someplace to eat?" he asks, her still attached to his arm.

Quelaag nods, "Y-yes, if you don't mind."

They walk around for a while trying to find a good looking place to eat, before stopping at store smelling of frying and roasting meats. Reima salivates and directs Quelaag towards it, she has some trouble fitting through the door but with an innocuous use of blink, they get inside and are directed to a table by a Prospect? Must be one of the few that hate combat?

They're led to a table in the corner of the room which is dimly lit, once sat down they are given a menu which they both start to browse, Reima nodding at how advanced compared to the rest of the world the city has already become.

Reima does notice a jittery looking Monster wearing a chef's hat watching him from the kitchen... Their eyes meet and they almost fall over backwards in shock.

Not long after the offending Monster makes their way to Reima's table, bowing deeply before anything is even said.

Reima "Err, is something wrong?" he asks.

They shake their head, "I'm like, really, really sorry for spying... I-I just never thought someone... someone like YOU, would enter my restaurant..."

Reima glances at Quelaag, her giving him a similar look, "Relax, I'm not going to bite your head off, we're just here for some food."

He nods rapidly, "I-My name is Burgerpants, so-so, please let-me-know-if-you-need-anything!" he quickly says before retreating to the kitchen without even taking their order.

Reima and Quelaag look at each other and laugh, Burgerpants interruption alleviated some of the tension between the two, the rather romantic setting making them both unsure of how to proceed... Reima would remember to give the man a tip, even if it was slightly unprofessional behavior.

They look through the menu and Reima spots a few peculiar entries on it... "Legendary Hero?" He mutters.

Quelaag "Maybe he just wants to be exotic?" she says.

Reima nods, and both eventually decide what they want to eat as a waiter comes by to collect their order. Quelaag orders some kind of venison meal, while Reima goes for something he's familiar with, a large steak, and they even make fries? Joy.

Reima "So, how're you getting on with your sisters nowadays?" he asks as they wait for their meal.

Quelaag smiles, "It's never been better... Quelina is almost always busy brewing something with Vesemir, but I'm happy she's doing something she loves."

Reima "And Quelana?"

Quelaag nods, "It's been hard, I can't forgive what she did, but I'm trying to forget. She's taken the reins for the Chaos Covenant while I... Train myself, us being forced to work together has brought us closer, even if it'll never be like how we used to be."

Reima "That's good, I think you guys have been dealt a bad hand. None of you had good options, but I'm glad to see you're all reconnecting again."

Quelaag leans forwards slightly, "None of it would be possible without your help though, Rei. The more I think about what would have eventually happened had you not intervened, the worse it gets... I'd have probably been killed by whoever Quelana sent to "free us", leaving Quelina alone, still suffering in silence." she says, a single tear threatening to fall from her eyes.

Reima places his hand over hers, "Relax, I'll never let something like that happen. This place we have now? It allows all of us to live whatever life we want, without fear."

Quelaag leans forwards even further, "Any life we want?" she says, her face beginning to blush deeply.