[Oddyn Vizsla]

"Seems a relationship that is implausible over the long term. But take it from a man with a poor personal record in that department. Sticking to relationships, I mean." He shrugged and sipped contemplatively.

[Luth Khalan]

"Yeah... especially with her being a Jedi."

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"Whatever that implies. I don't know much about being with a Jedi. I wouldn't do that myself, but that's a Mandalorian thing." He scratched his beard. "Though I imagine they're more loyal to their order than to partners."

[Luth Khalan]

"Yup, basically. And it discourages attachments," she replied with a shrug.

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"Eh, seems like things are a bit dim-looking on your end. Not that it doesn't happen, forbidden bonds and all." He refilled her glass. "Guess you need to sort that one out at some point."

[Luth Khalan]

"Yup... Well, it's coming up on time to do so," she agreed.

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"Trust whisky, cards and a stripped Mandalorian to shove life choices on you?" He smirked, then raised the glass. "Oya."

[Luth Khalan]

She laughed and raised her glass. "Nah, it was happening anyway. But feel free to take credit if you'd like."

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"Why not. Oddy, the crasher of good times. Sounds like me." He joined the laugh, then jolted what his glass held.

[Luth Khalan]

She laughed. "Nah, hanging out with you has been great."

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"Good to hear. I've enjoyed the time with you too." He stretched, letting his muscles follow the routine. "Though sadly, we're running out of whiskey."

[Luth Khalan]

She sighs and shakes the bottle. "So it seems. Shall we call it an afternoon, then?"

[Oddyn Vizsla]

"If this is what you want." He glanced at her curiously, then at the pile of his armour, wondering if he should start putting it back on or his neglige was expected to remain that way.

[Luth Khalan]

She followed his gaze and chuckled a little. "The game's over, you can put everything back on."

[Oddyn Vizsla]

He nodded and wordlessly proceeded to put back the beskar'gam on himself. Diligently and reverently so, without looking at her throughout the process.

[Luth Khalan]

She watched quietly, not interrupting what was clearly at least somewhat ritualistic.

[Oddyn Vizsla]

When he was done, he took his helmet under his arm and nodded, smiling. "Thanks for the good time. Now off to some warring."

[Luth Khalan]

She smiled and nodded. "Good luck with the warring."

[Oddyn Vizsla]

He hid his expression within his helmet and marched away.

/exit

[Luth Khalan]

/scene