Right to Council | Chinsun, Phobetor  & Osiris
(âŚ) âNow, lunch?â She chimes happily. More than keen to aid Osiris in this small tease towards his arch nemesis in taking his reservation and Noonas for a sumptuous lunch!
they leave phobetor behind like itâs no big deal, and he does feel a bit bad perhaps somewhere inside of him, but on the other hand phobetor is a big boy and he did call the cops to make osiris end up in jail for the night, so he can deal with whatever disappointment this brings. all heâd wanted was a hug and some time spent together, after all!
as he reaches chinsun at the counter, heâs grinning lightly, an expression that only grows bigger when she explains his rights to him, reading from the paper with the disinterest of someone whoâs seen a lot of it. he nods his head to her words and then picks up the pen to sign his release papers, taking the box with his belongings and sifting through them to make sure everything is there before putting it all back into his pockets. itâs not much; his phone, wallet and a set of keys. he does open his wallet to check the pictures of his children are still in there, but luckily everything inside seems untouched.
ânow lunch,â he agrees when he straightens again, and he comfortably puts his arm around chinsunâs shoulders to walk her out of the precinct. âdid you come here by car?â he asks lightly. âor shall we take a taxi to the restaurant?â he glances over at her to see what her reply to that will be, his smile wide and warm, making it clear that heâs utterly comfortable with his lawyer at this point.
âhe might become a bit of a pain in the ass in the future, by the way,â he adds then. âif you ever have unusual nightmares please let me know, weâll put it in the trial as well.â he snort slightly at the thought of phobetor stooping that low, which seems highly unlikely to him, but one could never know how scorned a god would get.