[Barista nerd almost instantly focuses on Rean. It's kinda obvious how close he's following, and that's weird to someone who has no idea there's anything wrong in Gaius' life.]
[Friend... Well Gaius is the closest thing to a friend he has now. He smiles at the glasses guy, uncertain but not unfriendly. He doesn't want to come across as weird even if he feels jumpy and out of his own skin right now, but maybe he'll just come across as shy. He lifts a hand in greeting.]
Hey. Gaius told me this place was really nice.
[And it is nice, the piano music alone is somehow helping just a little, soothing his agitation enough that he can probably pretend he's not full of anxiety for a little while.]
[Wow he's flattered! Machias is a good boy who works real hard here.]
W-well, he does come in all the time, so I'd be disappointed if he thought it wasn't.
[Gaius laughs, then gives his order (a strong tea). He pats Rean on the shoulder, then heads over to chat with the pianist. Rean may or may not pick up that those two are very close. It's not hard. They're in eachother's space, comfortable -- there's definitely a spark there.
The barista glances after Gaius, then turns back to Rean with a sigh.]
Anyway, I'm Machias, and that's Elliot. If you're friends with Gaius, you're welcome here any time. What can I get you?
[Oh. Wow. He's not sure if he's happy for Gaius or really worried for him now, but he sits at the counter, feeling weird, like this is all a surreal dream or maybe he's finally woken up from an endless nightmare. Normal or the brothel, they can't both exist in the same world, it's too extreme.]
[Aaaa!! How is he supposed to focus on being nosy when there's coffee ignorance right in front of his face!]
No, never mind. We've known him almost two years, but that's what I was asking you for. He doesn't talk about himself much. And lately... Well, just look at them. But if I ask he says there's nothing going on.
[He heaves a sigh, setting a cup of tea down in front of Rean.]
Anyway, if I make you one for free, will you give coffee a try?
It's only the best. Strong and full-bodied, unlike your fancy tea.
[Hmph! But Machias does make really good coffee. When he pushes the cup over, black and untouched, it's a mellow, deep taste, sweet and bitter like dark chocolate.]
[But instead of explaining he just, drinks some more coffee. It's... Nice. but he feels also like he might start crying. Which would cause a scene, which would be a problem.]
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[Barista nerd almost instantly focuses on Rean. It's kinda obvious how close he's following, and that's weird to someone who has no idea there's anything wrong in Gaius' life.]
You brought a friend this time?
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Hey. Gaius told me this place was really nice.
[And it is nice, the piano music alone is somehow helping just a little, soothing his agitation enough that he can probably pretend he's not full of anxiety for a little while.]
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[Wow he's flattered! Machias is a good boy who works real hard here.]
W-well, he does come in all the time, so I'd be disappointed if he thought it wasn't.
[Gaius laughs, then gives his order (a strong tea). He pats Rean on the shoulder, then heads over to chat with the pianist. Rean may or may not pick up that those two are very close. It's not hard. They're in eachother's space, comfortable -- there's definitely a spark there.
The barista glances after Gaius, then turns back to Rean with a sigh.]
Anyway, I'm Machias, and that's Elliot. If you're friends with Gaius, you're welcome here any time. What can I get you?
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Thanks. I'm Rean. Some tea would be lovely.
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[He's so disappointed... But he's making both cups of tea.]
So how well do you know Gaius?
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[He glances at Gaius having a good time with the redhead, and runs a hand through his own hair.]
Um... Not too well. We just met, but he's been really kind to me. How about you? You have to have known him longer.
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[Aaaa!! How is he supposed to focus on being nosy when there's coffee ignorance right in front of his face!]
No, never mind. We've known him almost two years, but that's what I was asking you for. He doesn't talk about himself much. And lately... Well, just look at them. But if I ask he says there's nothing going on.
[He heaves a sigh, setting a cup of tea down in front of Rean.]
Anyway, if I make you one for free, will you give coffee a try?
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[Fortunately there's something else to talk about!]
I'd love to, if that's no trouble for you?
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[He's running Gaius' tea over to him, then coming back and starting on Rean's coffee. It's a very nice smell.]
I'll convert you in one sip.
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[Hmph! But Machias does make really good coffee. When he pushes the cup over, black and untouched, it's a mellow, deep taste, sweet and bitter like dark chocolate.]
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Hey, this is pretty good.
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[Which just feeds into Machias' concern about him, of course.]
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[But instead of explaining he just, drinks some more coffee. It's... Nice. but he feels also like he might start crying. Which would cause a scene, which would be a problem.]