Beer? What was that? The question was quickly driven out of his mind by Garnets' much more pressing one. Yoda really didn't want to use the Force to steal a meal from these honest buisiness people but they needed to eat. He'd work it out later. "Take care of it I will, worry about it not."
Over a waiter and waited for the others to place their orders before ordering the 'cheese burger' that Daxter had wanted. He didn't bother asking about the beer figuring that it might be something from the furry creatures home world.
When that was all settled he brought out his journal and popped it open on the table displaying the map of Paixao city. "A course of action we should decide. A place to stay we will need and together shall we stay or away from me do you wish to go?" He didn't say this last with any sense of remorse but rather with practicallity. Garnet would no doubt be safer with him than without but an old mans' company can grow tiresome and she might want some time alone. He voiced his thoughts, "Saftey in numbers there are but comfort, maybe not. Protect you I will if with me you stay and assist you with your memory recovering."
Speaking of memories, one just came back to him. Earlier at the gate Daxter had claimed to be a hero. That wasn't someone people just went around saying. Looking at the rodent (or trying to over the table) he asked "Why a hero did you call yourself? Size matters not, but a bold claim that is."
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Over a waiter and waited for the others to place their orders before ordering the 'cheese burger' that Daxter had wanted. He didn't bother asking about the beer figuring that it might be something from the furry creatures home world.
When that was all settled he brought out his journal and popped it open on the table displaying the map of Paixao city. "A course of action we should decide. A place to stay we will need and together shall we stay or away from me do you wish to go?" He didn't say this last with any sense of remorse but rather with practicallity. Garnet would no doubt be safer with him than without but an old mans' company can grow tiresome and she might want some time alone. He voiced his thoughts, "Saftey in numbers there are but comfort, maybe not. Protect you I will if with me you stay and assist you with your memory recovering."
Speaking of memories, one just came back to him. Earlier at the gate Daxter had claimed to be a hero. That wasn't someone people just went around saying. Looking at the rodent (or trying to over the table) he asked "Why a hero did you call yourself? Size matters not, but a bold claim that is."