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Sephiroth shuffled back in his seat and sat upright when the appetiser came. He sat quietly and waited for Desiree to get what she needed for the children before taking some himself, eating it in silence.
After he was done, he dusted off his hands and slowly nodded, not being able to think of very much of use to say.
Orpheus happily munched on the few onion rings that Desiree cut up and gave to him. Overall, eh was quite content to have any food at all. After a bit, he looked over at Sephiroth again then tilted his head.
“You eyes strange,” the boy proclaimed.
Meanwhile, Desiree gave Milenna an ample number of rings so that she could eat them. Once both children had food, she ate a few rings for herself.
“Don’t mind him,” Desiree advised. “He’s just at one of those phases. I’m certain you understand, Father.” She then looked over at Orpheus. “And I have the same type of eyes. They just don’t glow like his.”
Sephiroth glanced at Desiree’s eyes, establishing proper eye contact with her. He was well aware of the reasons why his own eyes glowed, and the reasons why Desiree’s did not glow. But when he looked to Orpheus again, his eyebrows raised slightly. He looked closely at the eyes of his grandson long enough to get a proper view of their lambency, making a light ‘humph’ after he had observed what he had wanted to.
“That is rather strange, come to think of it.” He said quietly, picking at more of the appetizer to put on his plate. “Why is that so?”
Desiree reached back to scratch the back of her head, for she wasn’t following her father’s thought processes at all. In fact, he lost her about the moment he started to comment on Orpheus’s proclamation.
Still, she attempted to answer, “Why are our eyes “strange”? We have the slit pupils thanks to Jenova’s genetics, Father. You know this. Zephyros’s pupils are a bit rounder, but they still have hints of the slit property that our family has..”
She then shook her head. “I thought you knew that.”
“I know that! Anybody who has half an interest in us knows that and all those things about the Jenova Project and Mako Energy infusion alterations.” Sephiroth made a slight frustrated sound at Desiree’s answer.
“However,” He nodded at the boy again. “By all rights his eyes should be even less luminescent than yours. He is of another generation that steps down and further away from the Jenova cell process. So why do his eyes glow more, rather than less?”
Desiree blinked as Sephiroth finally explained his thought process to her. She then nodded before she straightened up.
“Oh, that. I’m sorry, I didn’t know what you were asking about before,” the young mother shook her head as she spoke. “His eyes glow because he’s part erm.. what was the word again… Sin’dorei. Apparently, they are a very magical people and the magic makes their eyes glow. There’s also a slight affliction that they have..”
Desiree glanced to the side as she referred to the magical addiction at Kalysto and his son suffered from to varying degrees.
Sephiroth slowly nodded his head. “Oh? Affliction? Do you mean such as an illness or a weakness?” He was intruiged now. “I’ve never noticed anything like that. Really?” He folded his arms now. “Why would you ever willingly mate with somebody whom is sick?”
He sighed, shaking his head, quickly adding to his statement. “I must seem ignorant. I don’t know the situation. You make it sound like it is a bad thing though.”
Desiree groaned before she quickly shook her head. “It’s not quite like that,” she tried to explain. “Kalysto’s entire species… Well, they’re born addicted to magic. I think mother might actually be similar. I mean, have you ever seen her not hold onto her magical powers, even when they’re killing her and not needed?”
Desiree sighed as she gathered up her facts so that she could explain things properly. She didn’t want her father to think ill of her family. She also hoped that he would finally accept Kalysto at some level.
“I don’t know the full circumstances, but… it’s just an addiction that is built into their genes or something. Rhyderi has it, too.”
She then straightened up as their main platters began to arrive.
Sephiroth was quiet through the explanation, offering the occaisonal nod and ‘hmm’ sound. When it was done, he thought about it for a moment in silence, before finally saying, “How very unusual.”
He was about to add more, but the food had arrived now. He sat up properly and motioned with his hand when asked who had ordered the fish. When the plate was in front of him, he picked up his cutlery and began to eat. The appetizer and waiting had made him quite hungry indeed.
Before starting on her own meal, Desiree made certain to cut up Orpheus’s meal into managable bite-sized pieces that he could handle. Once she felt that he would be fine, she turned to her own meal.
Orpheus patiently waited for his mother to prepare his food, for he is used to this sort of treatment. Once his plate was properly prepared, he reached out to take a few bites so that he could chew on them.
Milena felt rather proud of herself as she aggressively stabbed her food with a fork, stuffing it into her mouth clumsily. She didn’t need her food cut up and she was showing the fact off, happy with her independance. She sat and ate noisily, but was well behaved throughout the meal, knowing all too well that if she was a bad girl, the food may dissappear as punishment.
Sephiroth ate his food rather meticulously. Every piece was cut perfectly and there was barely a crumb left over on his plate when he had finished. He set his knife and fork aside and pushed his plate off to one side to be taken away.
“Ahh, that was rather pleasant.”
Desiree was not so very clean with her meal, mostly due to the fact that the burger that she had ordered did not lend itself to being eaten in any sort of clean fashion. The food was rather greasy, but Desiree enjoyed the taste nonetheless.
As she finished eating, she noticed that her son was getting full. So, she gathered up his plate and left-overs before she slid it over to Milena so that she could finish off the food.
Milena made three quick happy warbles when offered the leftovers. She was quick to stab her fork into them, crushing the bite-size pieces up in her maw, swallowing them in two bites. However, she was already full from her own lunch and so didn’t manage to get through Orpheus’s leftovers, a rarity for her. When she had decided that enough was enough, she put her fork down and began to meticulously groom her fingers and hands.
Sephiroth watched the ritual with a vague sense of curiousity, then nodded at the girl.
“How old is she? She will start schooling soon, yes?”
Desiree hummed before she shrugged at her father’s questions. “If I recall correctly, she’s about three to four years old, Father. So, I suppose she’ll start schooling soon. We honestly haven’t talked much about it… I’m not even certain if the schools would take her.”
Desiree frowned as she considered the issues. She then shook her head.
“I know mother pulled out nearly all my siblings and bought them private tutors. So, we’ll just see what happens.”
Sephiroth frowned. “Can you afford a private tutor? I haven’t seen your mate’s turnover-profit reports, but I honestly can’t guess exactly how much money a specialist business like his would make, either. It seems to survive though…”
He narrowed his eyes, carefully considering his next set of words. “Do talk to him. I don’t know how much he confides in you, and I certainly am not saying this in an effort to breed hostility or bad blood. However.. you may like to discuss the chemical warfare issue that has been going on recently with him.” He grunted. “I can’t speak about much openly because of the classified nature of the documents, but let me just say that they involve that shop and certain components that are produced there.”
“Perhaps once we’re done here, Father, we can go talk to Kalysto,” Desiree suggested. “There’s so many issues that you’ve brought up that I don’t even know how to get the right answers for you. I think it’ll all be solved best if you speak to him.”
Orpheus yawned, for he wasn’t paying attention to the adults at all. Instead he wiggled about in his seat. He then glanced around the table before he piped up, “Desert?”
Desiree then chuckled at her son’s question. “Alright, we can ask about desert.”
Sephiroth hmmed in query for a moment, then picked up the dessert card, handing it across to Desiree. “I don’t typically eat dessert in the middle of the day, but I am neither you, nor your offspring.” He glanced at Orpheus, then Milena. “If they want to eat dessert, go ahead.”
He eyed off the menu for a brief period, frowning in thought.
“Well,” He said after another moment’s pause, “Now that I think about it, I don’t suppose something small will hurt anything.”
Desiree took the card from her father before she quickly scanned it over. She knew the general tastes of her children. So, she felt rather confident in picking out the right type of desert to keep them pleased. When Sephiroth changed his mind though, she glanced up at him before she released a chuckle.
“It’s not like you’re going to fatten up any time in the near future, Father.”
With that said, she handed the card back to him. For, she had already decided on a brownie sundae for her children.
Sephiroth had already made his choice and left the card gently resting off to the side. “No, I’m not going to fatten up. At the same time, a lot of my day is spent behind a desk, so…” He offered a vague shrug.
“I still want a slice of cake and coffee.” He stated finally, his tone flat and resolute. For such a casual statement, he was very serious.
Desiree grinned at her father’s proclamation. She had no reason to scold her, for she fully supported him. In fact, she was willing to steal a few bites of her children’s desert as well.
“I don’t think anyone is going to think less of you for choosing that, Father.”
She then looked up as the waitress arrived again. Grinning, she nodded before she ordered the brownie sundae for herself and her children. She also requested three spoons.
Sephiroth ordered his cake and coffee, handing the waitress the dessert menu before folding his arms. “I don’t think anyone will think less of me. They might take a photo of me eating the cake for their stupid magazines possibly, but that is about the only thing I can think of.”
“Be careful.” He nodded at her. “If you share a dessert between all of you, there is likely to be fighting.”
“Oh, I understand. However, Zephyros is not likely to eat much at all. He has a tiny belly, after all,” Desiree stated with full confidence. “And I only plan on eating what is left over, if there is any.”
With that said, the young mother nodded at her own words. She then glanced over at her two children. She grinned at him, feeling that everything would work out fine.
Sephiroth scowled lightly but didn’t offer very much more for the time being. He didn’t voice his opinion out loud but he felt that sharing food between three people at such a restaurant might be frowned on.
“He also ate food.” He offered. He was about to offer more, but then his PHS started to ring. He scowled further and picked it up, glancing at the caller. “It’s Zach…” He sighed. “I have to get this.” He opened the phone and began to talk, though most of the conversation would have been very one-sided from Desiree’s perspective.
“What? Yes. Is that so…” He was quiet for a time. “No. I don’t think we have ever been in this postion before. I need to consult Jenna. Sorry.” He snapped the phone up again.
“Oh, I’ve never had any problems at all with that sort of thing, Father,” Desiree assured. “I’ve ordered food for these two and shared with them several times. Since they are children, most places don’t even bat an eye.”
She then looked up as Sephiroth received his phone call. She was curious, but she didn’t want to but into his conversation. So, she silently sat there to listen. Once Sephiroth was done, she nodded.
“Sounds pretty bad.. Sorry for overhearing.”
Sephiroth sighed as he idly flicked at the phone. “Things will be like this for a while. He has finished with the infant and is ready to deliver him to us for care. He wants to discuss operations but Jenna needs to be present for that.”
He placed the phone face-down on the table nearby, none too happy any more.
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