As you take a seat, Zirion’s eyes meet yours, in that moment, it's as if the world outside doesn't exist. The air is filled with the soft clinking of glasses and the hum of quiet conversations, but your focus remains on the drink being prepared for you. “I hope you enjoy this,” he places the drink before you. “And if there’s anything on your mind, I’m here to listen.”
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