Jiro: does it bother you having to be the team cook?

Taka: got any crushes?

Osei: how goes your tea house?

Empress: how do you discipline your spies?

Toma: did you know there's a spider on your hat?

Jiro: Not really. I only really cook when we're on a mission. Osei's actually a much better cook than me but it's better to eat simple, economic meals when out in the field.

Taka: *Blushes and glares* I have never had any sort of romantitc interest! Especially not towards bratty little dragons!

Osei: It's doing good business. With all the excitement I'm not there as often as I like but I trust my employees to keep it afloat.

Empress: More often than not a simple scolding is enough to get them back in line. Other times.., well, let's just say that when they start acting like unruely children, it's best to treat them as such.

Toma: *Screams like a little girl and throws it as hard as he can*

Osei: any lingering side effects from your induction into the RSB?

Empress: tempted to try what Osei did?

Osei: Nothing, I can't even remember anything. I recall entering the king's bedroom and then waking up in my bed back in the capital. My knees hurt a little bit from crawling around and my jaw kind of aches from... never you mind. *Blushes* Other than that it was like I passed out and woke up later.

Empress: Not in the least. There's too much risk of me doing something foolish if I lose control of myself. But... if there wasn't... N-No, I can't...