[It doesn't take long for a response to come. He's already closed his laptop, shuffling a few papers around in a futile attempt at organization.]
I'll look for the woman in white, then.
See you there soon.
[Ardyn is a lot of things, and at the very least he's a punctual man. He doesn't step through the door of Cabin 11 in 20 minutes, or 25, or even 28, but an exact half an hour later. It's busy, but not overly crowded, and so he doesn't have much difficulty finding her at a table nearby. Her white coat is pristine-looking against the contrast of darker hues surrounding them.
Speaking of darker hues, Ardyn himself is dressed in mostly black, topped off with a long black overcoat that sweeps behind him as he walks. (An odd sort of contrast between the two, though he's thought nothing of it up until now.) Grinning, he takes a seat across from her, amusement in his eyes.]
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I'll look for the woman in white, then.
See you there soon.
[Ardyn is a lot of things, and at the very least he's a punctual man. He doesn't step through the door of Cabin 11 in 20 minutes, or 25, or even 28, but an exact half an hour later. It's busy, but not overly crowded, and so he doesn't have much difficulty finding her at a table nearby. Her white coat is pristine-looking against the contrast of darker hues surrounding them.
Speaking of darker hues, Ardyn himself is dressed in mostly black, topped off with a long black overcoat that sweeps behind him as he walks. (An odd sort of contrast between the two, though he's thought nothing of it up until now.) Grinning, he takes a seat across from her, amusement in his eyes.]
The coat suits you.