[Open Post] ..Tuesday afternoon..

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot feels that things have been a strange mix of tumult and routine. This is probably because they have. But today, so far, is routine in all respects. His day has proceeded apace through his usual steps -- drills, tending to Rivelin, coffee, lunch with Susan -- and the afternoon is now stretching out before him in a very satisfying way. He feels good, settled.

And so it is that he's in the café, reading (or mostly reading), with more coffee at hand. Given that he seems to be splitting time equally between having his eyes on his book and gazing out the window, he will not be bothered if anyone comes to chat.

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[peaklordshen]

"I'm sure you could," says Shen Yuan. "If nothing else, plays are always in need of handsome men to stand around not saying much of anything. Background knights, and such." Probably not too different from Lancelot's role in whatever the first Arthurian saga is. Mordred's Quest or whatever.

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot chuckles, "I appreciate that I may make an attractive decoration. Thank you."

[peaklordshen]

"Any time," says Shen Yuan, amused, and eats a bit of his pastry. "I'm more inclined to help with the set design and such. We have an array of artists here for that—probably more of them than willing actors." Though he imagines Grantaire and Claudius and a few others might step up into that role.

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Perhaps I shall wait and see what my options are."

[peaklordshen]

"Prudent," says Shen Yuan with a smile, and for some reason the next words that line themselves up in his head are I like that in a man. What is going on, here?? Does he have some kind of masochistic streak, that he's suddenly moved to flirt with one of the only straight guys around?? And Galahad's dad, no less. He shakes his head at himself. "I'm sure Susan will have some opinions about where you'd be best useful, as well."

[lanselos_du_lac]

Serenely he says, "I am also certain of that."

[peaklordshen]

Shen Yuan takes another little bite of his pastry. He is itching to know whether Susan came out to Lancelot, and whether Lancelot was cool, but that's not something you broach in a first meeting. So he just waits--maybe Lancelot will have more theatre questions, or maybe they'll lapse into silence until Shen Yuan is finished with his food and can make his escape.

[lanselos_du_lac]

"Thank you," Lancelot says after a moment, finally finishing his coffee. "I appreciate you sharing your knowledge."

[peaklordshen]

"Any time," says Shen Yuan. "Happy to share my knowledge about anything, really, though most of it is useless to people here—it was nice to be asked about something I do actually know."

[lanselos_du_lac]

"I shall keep it in mind, should I need to know more."

[peaklordshen]

"Cool," says Shen Yuan, and then—sort of awkwardly, because he hasn't actually finished his pastry—stands up. "Well. See you around, Lancelot."

[lanselos_du_lac]

Lancelot watches him with something a little like bemusement, "Be well, Shen Yuan."