Chiana lowered herself into one of the chairs at the table, putting the glass down on the table. The translator microbes couldn't do much for her when it came to foodstuff she had no clue about, and Andras's words meant very little to her. "Who's Pascal Aussignac?" she asked, instead, watching the dish Andras was bringing over.
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Date: 2013-11-21 02:03 pm (UTC)