The concept of such a thing was too vast for a cutthroat to understand in so few words. And the attempt made Vax consider a hard drink himself. "At a time when I'm not already reeling with bad impulses, I'd like to hear more of your stories," he left it at that.

Vax studied the buns as they were presented directly before him. They were pretty enough that he hesitated a moment before lifting the first for a bite. He savored it for a good, long minute. He wasn't used to the combination of flavors and textures, not in the least. But that wasn't to say the bite was anything less than delicious.

"I could kiss you all over again, dear chef," Vax'ildan suggested, sounding as if he were giving it some flirtatious consideration. "Your skills are much needed in this place."