“Hm. Secret and secure, good-good,” he muses. “Well, my work-services are always discreet, if you need jobs done. I may say I’ve worked for Rogue Traders, but I won’t say which-who. Anyway…”

His sips his own tea again. “Nice to meet humans who don’t want to kill-stab me. Good tea, by the way-way.“

There's a faint sluuurp. Clearly trying to have -some- manners. After a moment, Kreeg lowers the cup and nods. "Good-tasty."

Red eyes then flick her way, glowing softly beneath the brow of his helm. "Usually only Rogue Traders share drink with a xeno. Won't the Inquisition fuss-whine at you?"

The boards creaked beneath the weight of the ratkin as he slowly sank down to kneel across from her. Despite his size and appearance, he moved with fluid grace and poise, and bowed his head respectfully.

"You honor-grace me with your hospitality, Primarch," he rumbled softly. "13 sugars, please."

She naturally leaned into the kiss to enjoy their taste for a few moments before slowly pulling away with a smirk.

“You’re still younger than me and therefore are subject to be made fun of~”

“Ha! Just as many wrinkles? Give it another fifteen years and maybe then you will, now how about you stop worrying and give me a kiss~”

“If it was truly a problem then she would’ve said something…or gotten rid of us, the point is that clearly she doesn’t mind it. So stop worrying so much before it gives you wrinkles like me!”

“Really? This is the embarrassing part? Not when Shiro caught us in the act?”

Raven couldn’t help but give a quick kiss to their cheek as if enjoying such a cute expression of embarrassment, a far cry from the hardened assassin she first met.

“Hun…you do realize she probably hears everything that happens in these halls right? If anything she probably heard us. So yes, I’m sure our Lady has known since the start.”

Raven sounded so casual about it, as if there wasn’t really any fear on the topic itself.

“Oh don’t worry so much! I think our dear Lady was just trying to show off a rather interesting outfit as if she was at a bar.”

Another chuckle soon followed, only for the ravenette to take a sip from a nearby teacup with a sly wink.

“Now…you were looking for me Tomoe?”

“You’re the one that asked me to serve you, so if anything you asked for such a thing~”

She said it in a matter of fact kind of way.

“Curse my constant need to admire gorgeous women! Oh the humanity!”

She leaned back in an overdramatic fashion only to chuckle.

“Luckily, there’s a certain someone walking these halls that helps satisfy my desires~”

“And how exactly am I torturing myself? You’re the one that always frowns on such things.”