[Abel looked up and waves to her at the window. She's pretty young. A child to him from his point of view. He smiled back, and welcomes her to his table and makes a simple bow back, feeling honored to have company.]
It's nice to meet you. So you're Fia. It's an honor to have your company. Would you like anything, Fia? Coffee or cake, perhaps? It will be on me.
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It's nice to meet you. So you're Fia. It's an honor to have your company. Would you like anything, Fia? Coffee or cake, perhaps? It will be on me.