"If yes, then that's an awfully strange coincidence."
Cedric sat lost in that thought for a moment, unsure of what to conclude exactly. He wondered if that question and the postluding conversation were seeds planted with purpose, or if it was just a strange coincidence and random convo over dinner.
After a minute or so, Cedric sighed, reached up and rubbed his face, then he roughly scratched a frantic hand through his long black hair that fell long past his shoulders.
"Gosh, I need a drink."
Remembering that there was no more beer in his inventory, he reached in and took out one of Aika's many, many smoke pipes. This one was short and made of a dark, polished wood with silver filigree wrapping around the stem.
Now Cedric was not really a stranger to smoking. After all, he did smoke quite a lot back in his past life. However, he had never tried it since his transmigration.
