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Having experienced the suffocating heat of a summer in Spain, Ulric fully believed he understood what it's like for the lobster that had to spend time in the pot before being delivered to their table with far too much grandeur and ostentatious presentation for such a simple sea creature. Honestly, he'd tasted better meals cooked by his father, but he didn't mention this, hasn't mentioned it for well over four decades. As is the case increasingly often now, the faint thought ended up emerging his consciousness in memories seeping with nostalgia, guilt, and nostalgic guilt. Only freed from the thoughts by a gentle nudge of the foot, and a gentler look, from Paul, Ulric offered a meek grin before nibbling on his sides, choosing to focus on the mushrooms as they're softest and he didn't even have to chew them.

They were on one of their “dates plus two”s again; Paul and his girlfriend were practically bound by the wrist with how they hadn't let go of one another's hands all …show more content…

Ulric didn't quite catch it, didn't quite feel up admitting that he was not into the conversation. So, he just kept his ears directed towards whoever is speaking without truly hearing them, continuing to nibble on his side dish silently as always. His eyes drifted to the tables around them, falling on a lone mother sitting with her two young daughters. They both were behaving admirably for children, and they appeared to be thoroughly enjoying flipping through the newspaper and solving the various puzzles. The sight brought to him a grin before it weighed him down with regret, and he carefully set his fork down so he could rub some of the emotion off his face. Though, as soon as his hand was free, Benard abruptly grabbed it; he intertwined their fingers almost painfully tightly, and it was with a minor wince that Ulric looked to him with a quizzical

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