Qrow.

Chapter 7 | Dinner

The idea of trusting mental patients to sit around a dinner table seemed bizarre to Ryan. They all were behaving though, it seemed. He saw a few patients he had yet to meet. They noticed him just as much but he wasn't going to bother with introductions. Some of them didn't want to be talked to, he'd noticed. So, he left it up to their aids.

Jasper sat at one end of the table with Shae at the other end. Though Yuki had his own place to sit, he preferred to be in Shae's lap. It was a much more comfortable place in his opinion. Friday insisted on sitting beside Micah, whom was placed in the center of the table. He had Ryan sit across from him. Whether that was for Ryan to keep an eye on patients or for him to keep an eye on Ryan, he had no clue. 

Lucky for him, he had his sweet nephews beside him. On one side that is. Knox was on the other side, arms crossed and angry. It seemed he was in a permanent state of loathing and depression. Ryan was relieved to know the twins hadn't ended up like their older brother.

"How long have you two been here?" Ryan asked them.

"Since we died. So, for me, Knox, and Ripper, five to six years, and two for Tokyo." London responded. 

"Which means Felix had to have known you were here. Why didn't he tell any of us?" 

"I told him not to. Mom needed to focus on Tokyo, not us. After he died though, I really don't know why he didn't say anything." He replied.

"If mom and dad find out he lied about this they're going to be mad." Tokyo muttered.

"Don't worry. Ghost will forget all about it when he finds out some of the other things I've kept from him about this place. Besides, he can't stay mad at any of his kids. Look at the amount of times Cecil ran away from home and Ghost still begs for him to come back home each time."

"Cecil's... Alive?" Knox murmured, keeping his head down.

"Yeah, him and Felix both are. Cecil married this fairy princess. Her name is Kitty. She's so sweet, and keeps him grounded." He explained, "I'd tell you more but I doubt you'd care."

Ryan knew that was a lie. He only said it to get to Knox, to try to get a rise out of him. Though he didn't say he did care, he also didn't object to the comment. Some of the others were getting restless waiting on dinner to start. They were waiting on a few more people still, which thankfully they showed up not a moment late.

Beau held onto Marci's hands as he escorted her to her place at the table. She managed to seem a lot more awake than before. That wasn't saying much considering she was still rather tired. Once again, Ryan couldn't help but think how gorgeous she was. She wasn't the type he'd ever go for though. Being stuck in the state of a nineteen year old circus performer forever, she wasn't exactly a turn on for him. He didn't deal with crazy chicks. Ricky apparently had set an example for his son that that was a good idea.

Now, speaking of Ryan's type, Angela walked out from the kitchen entrance to hold the door open for Paris. She was walking a little slower than normal, hoping no one would notice. As per the usual nightly routine, she helped set all the plates in the right places. The majority of the staff and patients ate whatever he was making that night. Others did require specifics, of which their vampire chef has no problem attending to.

Paris leaned between Micah and Friday to set their plates down. While he did so, Micah ran his hand up his thigh teasingly. "Thank you, love." He charmed.

"My pleasure." He shyly replied as a lock of his hair fell into his face. 

He continued to lay out plates in their correct places, now a little happier to have gotten some attention from his favorite coworker. It hadn't been the first time Micah was affectionate towards Paris in front of Ryan. Judging by everyone's lack of a reaction, it must've been a normal thing.