BASTIEN
Bastien laughed, pleased at the compliment, though he thought Nathaniel of all people had to know how it was he kept his figure. "In Venice I just spent a lot of time running and hanging off of things between eating whatever I liked...here, since I Ascended, it has been far easier to maintain my waistline. Blood and fluid don't seem to move it, hm?" He bit into the dough ball then, closed his eyes. "Though, I do miss real food. It is worth it's consequences."He was proud of the items he'd collected that made up the decoration of the Artist's Sanctuary and kept quiet to give Nate a chance to admire them; it was interesting how things here were just different enough from his home to still be foreign sometimes, the handles of a vase at an odd angle or a painting convention just a touch different.
"What chances did you have back where you were?" Bastien asked, not aware of what Nate's circumstances had been before Caido. "As for me...oh, I don't know. I suppose I do, but I'd like to take Rexanna and Pittore and some of the things I've made and learnt here with me. Perhaps it's greedy, but I'd love to be within travelling distance of Venice here, so I could have both."
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