Mickey made a mental note to go out after dinner to buy him proper paper. "Of course our quest against the Kahn Champions is our priority," Mickey said. But she'd help.

Noctixmo ignored the comments on stories and ate. The food was actually quite impressive. The flavours were vivid for what he was still convinced may be a dream. He was deep in thought. Could the key be in this Kahn's defeat?

Mickey began eating as well and nearly groaned at how good it was. She hadn't eaten this well in so long.

(I don't think our characters have any more questions at the moment)

The meal passed by and the nobles conversed and discussed affairs regarding their kingdom for many minutes until the meal came to its conclusion. The guests were thanked and wished well by the king and guided back out of the castle and back to their accommodation by Cyril. The advisor wished them well and headed back down the elevator, leaving them outside their rooms.

Noctixmo turned and went to open the door to his room. He felt an uncomfortable sense of doubt ringing in his head. What if I don't wake up?

"I suppose that's that," Justine looked around at her companions.

Mickey stayed by the elevator. Noct. She hoped he warmed up to them soon. "You know, I'm actually going to run back out for a bit," She said.

"I forgot to buy some stuff earlier,"

Justine's gaze touched on Galvin again before nodding. "You okay on your own or do you want me to come with?"

"Sure," Justine shrugged, dropping her key into pocket and approacing the elevator again.

Mickey waited for her in the elevator. "Wanted to get him some actual paper. The stuff he got...is cookie sheets."

Mickey pressed the button to descend. "So, his name's Noct."