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-With the lunch rush now beginning to clear, the queue at the serving table is short - non-existant, really - and Madilla is at the head of it, hesitantly filling her plate with the day's offerings of stew with potatoes, and shuffling on to the salad, then the klah pot at the end. Gingerly lifting both mug and plate, with cutlery clutched in one hand, the apprentice turns away from the buffet to eye the cavern with discomfort.
+With the lunch rush now beginning to clear, the queue at the serving table is short - non-existent, really - and Madilla is at the head of it, hesitantly filling her plate with the day's offerings of stew with potatoes, and shuffling on to the salad, then the klah pot at the end. Gingerly lifting both mug and plate, with cutlery clutched in one hand, the apprentice turns away from the buffet to eye the cavern with discomfort.
 Following behind Madilla, hesitating when she hesitates, pausing when she pauses, and while not shuffling per se, isn't particularly striding down the procession of buffet foods, Satiet waits with the infinite patience of a leisurely afternoon as the younger woman casts her discomforted study to the cavern. Though not quite kind, the cool voice, after a flickering scan of the girl's attire and knot, open dialogue with wry words, "Too many seats, too many choices. I happen to favor the tables furthest from the food. Less likely to be run over." A beat passes, the slight, raven-haired woman pointing out a free table in the center of the room, "Care you join me?"

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	Tapestries on the smooth walls -- some faded and others newly woven -- only slightly mute the sea of sound when a meal is in full swing, but they add cheerfulness augmented by the glowlight from wall sconces and the centerpieces of each table. Still, shadows always creep along the ceiling and into the mouths of the exits -- the myriad small hallways at one end of the cavern and, at the other, the twisting tunnel to the bowl near an array of coathooks and and hatracks -- and late at night, when the glows are allowed to dim, the chamber can seem very dark indeed.		Tapestries on the smooth walls -- some faded and others newly woven -- only slightly mute the sea of sound when a meal is in full swing, but they add cheerfulness augmented by the glowlight from wall sconces and the centerpieces of each table. Still, shadows always creep along the ceiling and into the mouths of the exits -- the myriad small hallways at one end of the cavern and, at the other, the twisting tunnel to the bowl near an array of coathooks and and hatracks -- and late at night, when the glows are allowed to dim, the chamber can seem very dark indeed.
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		+	With the lunch rush now beginning to clear, the queue at the serving table is short - non-existant, really - and Madilla is at the head of it, hesitantly filling her plate with the day's offerings of stew with potatoes, and shuffling on to the salad, then the klah pot at the end. Gingerly lifting both mug and plate, with cutlery clutched in one hand, the apprentice turns away from the buffet to eye the cavern with discomfort.
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		+	Following behind Madilla, hesitating when she hesitates, pausing when she pauses, and while not shuffling per se, isn't particularly striding down the procession of buffet foods, Satiet waits with the infinite patience of a leisurely afternoon as the younger woman casts her discomforted study to the cavern. Though not quite kind, the cool voice, after a flickering scan of the girl's attire and knot, open dialogue with wry words, "Too many seats, too many choices. I happen to favor the tables furthest from the food. Less likely to be run over." A beat passes, the slight, raven-haired woman pointing out a free table in the center of the room, "Care you join me?"

	Madilla's head shoots up, and while she doesn't drop her lunch, it's a close run thing. Cheeks already pink as she turns to look at the person addressing her, they go pinker still as her quick look assesses Satiet. "I--" she begins, badly, her words trailing off into nothing. Then, with a deep breath, she nods, allowing herself a thin smile. "Thank you. That's good advice. I would like to. Yes. Please."		Madilla's head shoots up, and while she doesn't drop her lunch, it's a close run thing. Cheeks already pink as she turns to look at the person addressing her, they go pinker still as her quick look assesses Satiet. "I--" she begins, badly, her words trailing off into nothing. Then, with a deep breath, she nods, allowing herself a thin smile. "Thank you. That's good advice. I would like to. Yes. Please."