“I suppose you enjoy those areas for the FOOD? French cuisine, after all, has impeccable TASTE.”
Or so she’d read. She wasn’t too much of a varied eater, and it was rare enough she went outside anywhere to eat. The master’s tastes were pleasing enough to her palate.
“It does, indeed… but that is not the reason why I will be going there."
Hakuba reached for a cup and tea pouch, setting to work to make himself some. Because, as previously noted, tea solves everything and is perfect.
"I have family in England and work in Paris. Well, I suppose that I have work everywhere, but France is a place that I’m particularly fond of. No one seems to care if you’re a halfer as long as you can speak the language with relative fluency… and I’m rather fond of the Bohemian ideals, were I to be honest with myself.”
He set the cup to steep, then looked back to Dlanor.
“Still, Paris is a city just like any other… with its high points and its own set of problems."