7:15PM | A Table | Henry & Ben & OPEN
Ben knew how lucky both he and Fitz were, to find a 'home' with Zion, he didn't want to think about what might have happened if they had stayed on their previous path - stealing and scheming in order to survive, would they even still be alive today? It wasn't something that he wanted to dwell on, this was their life and the fact they were able to still be together was all worth it.
He had also learned that there was quite a wide variety of extraordinaires in the world, especially those who had made a home here as well. The sights he had seen and 'people' he had met over past five years meant that nothing really shocked him any more, so when the gent with an opaque cup full of red liquid sat down at the table he just smiled. "Bonsoir." He said, putting down his knife and fork for a moment. "It is a lovely evening, yes?" His accent and sentence structure still so very French.