[It's a different way of spending the meal, beyond the polite and sporadic chatter which is more of a barrier than not. It seems as though they connect in the midst of adversity, not sharing the same meal across a table. This is, in some ways, better -- something to focus on beyond navigating this odd slave-not-slave relationship Yuan's established.
[Regardless, it means that by the time Kratos makes the trip out, he's capable of reading the names of all the fish available. The woman is an entrepreneur; she pauses when she realises whose house she'll be delivering to, but as a businesswoman, doesn't let it get in the way of the profit.
[The keeper at the nursery is a harder sell. At first, the man tries to sell Kratos figs; but Kratos has seen them growing wild in the crevices of the city, and seen how cheaply they're sold. At that price, it's not worth the cost. Mandarins are a better offer, but those plants haven't arrived yet, and in the meantime, Kratos spots something he never expected to see in this mountainous place -- a potted olive tree.
[He recognises the kind. It should continue bearing fruit, even potted indoors. It's not precisely what Yuan was asking for, Kratos knows; but though Kratos may not be familiar with the culture, and he may not have his rank, he does at least know how to bargain down. The nursery keeper doesn't truly know what he has, probably because no one in Nidavellir knows how to properly tend an olive tree. More the fool him -- it's already bearing.
[The mandarin tree will have to be delivered; but the olive tree Kratos brings home with him, slipping the half-elven rickshaw driver a bit extra to carry it indoors for him. It goes in the living-room for now, only because Kratos needs to decide how to change his room again to account for it, and get Yuan's help to do so; but by the time Yuan arrives home, Kratos wears a vague air of satisfaction as he goes about preparing dinner.]
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[Regardless, it means that by the time Kratos makes the trip out, he's capable of reading the names of all the fish available. The woman is an entrepreneur; she pauses when she realises whose house she'll be delivering to, but as a businesswoman, doesn't let it get in the way of the profit.
[The keeper at the nursery is a harder sell. At first, the man tries to sell Kratos figs; but Kratos has seen them growing wild in the crevices of the city, and seen how cheaply they're sold. At that price, it's not worth the cost. Mandarins are a better offer, but those plants haven't arrived yet, and in the meantime, Kratos spots something he never expected to see in this mountainous place -- a potted olive tree.
[He recognises the kind. It should continue bearing fruit, even potted indoors. It's not precisely what Yuan was asking for, Kratos knows; but though Kratos may not be familiar with the culture, and he may not have his rank, he does at least know how to bargain down. The nursery keeper doesn't truly know what he has, probably because no one in Nidavellir knows how to properly tend an olive tree. More the fool him -- it's already bearing.
[The mandarin tree will have to be delivered; but the olive tree Kratos brings home with him, slipping the half-elven rickshaw driver a bit extra to carry it indoors for him. It goes in the living-room for now, only because Kratos needs to decide how to change his room again to account for it, and get Yuan's help to do so; but by the time Yuan arrives home, Kratos wears a vague air of satisfaction as he goes about preparing dinner.]