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[cryptsleeper]

[Automatically, Alucard offers Sypha his hand to hop down. She's more than capable, of course she is she's Sypha, but it still feels correct.]

That it does. And there's still some leftovers in the basket.

[That begs a much more exciting question. One that puts a smile on Alucard's face.]

Picnic?

[strongspirited]

[She takes it, hops down, and lets the discs vanish as she's satisfied with their work.]

We do have all that food...

[And with a quick grin:]

...It would be a shame to let it go to waste. So yes, absolutely.

[cryptsleeper]

[For that, Alucard's quick to press a kiss to Sypha's cheek. He's still careful as he goes through the grass though, lest the spell not be cleared. But...there's nothing. Wonderful, blissful nothing. For that, he smiles and heads over to the basket.

This is good. Hell, he could get used to this level of courtship and the softness of it.]

A shame, I should have brought wine;

[strongspirited]

Well, we can always have some of that once we get home.

[She can make do with water. Sadly, she cannot conjure wine from the air.

Yet.]

Thank you, Alucard. For coming out here with me.

[cryptsleeper]

[What a good future skill.]

Of course. I couldn't very well let you go out alone, could I?

[With that, Alucard opens up the basket, unpacking the remaining food. It's not much of a picnic -- remaining chicken, some fruit in the form of grapes, a little bit of olive oil cake -- but it's more than enough for now.]

Do you want anything else, or shall we just go for the cake?

[strongspirited]

What do you think?

[...if not stopped, that cake is gonna be gone.]

i think we can call it here.

[cryptsleeper]

Cake it is.