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Who: James, Helen and Ashley
What: Dinner
When: Sometime last week
Where: James's room
Rating: PG-13 ish to cover Ashley

James had thought at least for the three of them, that a simple dinner was long over due. So it was with that thought in mind he had asked both women over for dinner, and had made it himself and was just now putting it on the table, smiling at his guests.

"Sorry for the wait, I didn't start as early as I thought I would."

He had too, but he had also had to scare off both dog and pokemon so they wouldn't disturb them while they ate.

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No the food is honestly mostly pasta and meats and a few things James liked to cook but didn't get a chance to when it was just himself. He likes something different to do on occasion, okay?

"He's not all that bad, nor is Maladict. Make good neighbors too," he said it casually, so as to not push the subject if neither of them wanted to pursue it. He had no ill will towards Nikola, especially here. Instead he focused on getting food for himself.

[teratologist]

Helen nodded and filled James plate as well, stuff fussing James she has a reason. Once she set his plate back and they were all situated Helen raised her water glass. "At the risk of sounding theatrical, I'd like to propose a toast."

She turned toward Ashely, a long silent moment passed before she spoke. "This castle has offered up curses and pranks and all manner of deception, but I will forever be thankful to it for the chance to have Ashley with us."

[panicswitched]

"...Please tell me you're joking," was all she offered to James before she managed to shake off the sticky feeling of imagining Tesla nearby. Still unsure.

As for the toast, she managed to raise her glass to wait, frowning at her drink as she heard the proposal. She wasn't entirely sure what that meant, how good of a thing it might actually be, and more than one strange expression crossed her face. Reminded of her talk with Galadriel yet again, she took a very long sip to distract herself.

"Better than the alternative, I guess."

One day, she would stop cracking jokes about being dead, right when she finally came to terms with it. Knowing her, that would be a while.

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He just grins at Ashley before he sobers up. He instead takes a sip of his wine, looking slightly withdrawn at that. No, he wasn't going to correct her on that, he wasn't going to correct the Magnus women on a lot of things but on the topic of Ashley and her death well...

No that's not something he's tackling over dinner.

Instead he just glances down at his drink, looking a little more thoughtful. "It's not often I have you both to myself, and even rarer when I can have you over for a meal. I'd like to say I'm thankful for that at the very least."

[teratologist]

Helen wanted to say something, she wanted to counter her daughters flippancy toward her death. It was hard to bite back a comment but this was supposed to be a nice meal for the three of them.

Thankfully James was there to save her, as always. "Thankful or a glutton for punishment." She smirked and sipped her wine before digging in to her pasta.

"You know, this might be a good weekly event, getting together for dinner. Maybe include some friends on occasion."

[panicswitched]

"Sap," Ashley muttered, trying to at least ease some of the tension she could sense. A good deal of it was her fault, she knew, but she was still trying to get over what had happened just before she'd arrived. For her it was recent history, something to work through, even if it was years for them.

"Can't say I would mind much. Kinda missed you guys."

In the castle and at home, yes. It could go either way, really, and she wasn't specifying.