Arie already knows what he wants. There's a wonderful looking seafood dish that you just can't get outside of homestead. And they're close enough that it's going to be at least mostly right.

He shrugs. "I called my brothers," he says simply. Of course he did. And he knows a little bit of what's going on, because Midnight is a tattletale. Which is why he hasn't put a time frame on it, he'll stay as long as Ulysse needs him to.

"Did you?" he asks then, rather directly, peering at Kimi with two dark eyes that have never shied away from putting the proverbial cat on the table.

Despil's nose twitches at this and he peers at Arie over the menu, eyes squinting a little. His hand finds a way to Kimi's thigh under the table and squeezes firmly.

"Why?" he asks almost like the question had been directed at him. "So they can organise a welcome party? As much as I like simpering idolisation, I'd rather save the red carpet welcome for another visit."