Like Civilized Men [MothyCake]

[Ezra]

Malleus sipped his tea, taking advantage of the warmth of the dining call to clear the chill of the day. Drills were always miserable during the winter and he welcomed the warmth of the tea itself, the hints of cinnamon and cream tasted divine on his tongue. He was considering a nap but before he could ponder that further, he noticed someone sit across from him and emerald eyes locked with soft gray ones. Ah yes.. Vil, at least he hoped he was putting the right name to the face. " Ah. Good evening Vil." He said quietly, holding the other's gaze from across the table.