#uwu....

Time is fickle, and also the new generation of youths. Their faces slowly becoming younger and younger that he couldn't exactly tell if someone was an adult without ID. Of course there were many things that were on his mind right now, but it would be alright.

Though he's not one for drinks, being in a bar had its advantages. Like listening to other people bitch and moan about their situations and nothing else. its not anything new , and it reminds him of times before he got awakened.

"Soldier from the Hearth.... I see that even you are not spared by this prison."

A fatui would recognize someone who is so famous as this one, anyone at least who had intel but did not do anything with it. After all people would always watch those closest to power, but for someone like him... he barely uses anything. content with his position.

so...

The flip of a page, hot tea. There was nothing more relaxing right now despite the situation. Others have come and gone, the round table a mere reflection of what it was suppose to be...he so believes. So much theories to test, so little time despite the situation of souls within the round hall.

Another flip.

"I believe... you come from lands beyond what others know."

Another page.

"...Oi, are you one of the kidnapees around here?" Grigori is not one usually so....shocked by things like this, being around the ten strongest humans [so far] within the church does give you some foresight on how crazy things can be. but...

but...

Talking with spirits and wannabe gods who seem helpful will really take a toll on his health. in honesty, after two more heirs were defeated and their left arm sliced off. the number of variables in this stupid war of heirs was getting less and less.

"You seem to come and go, are there other people you speak with in our sect."

"Come in, before it rains."

the sky is darkening, rain will soon come. Which would explain why most of his usual customers were not here, leaving the small restaurant empty and bereft of anyone. Mo Bufu, the previous one under heaven chef could not afford to be picky, but honestly...

At his age, should he be retired?

"I''ll make some tea."