“Arcade?” He asked, perking up a bit. He was surprised at the suggestion, but he couldn’t deny it sounded fun. Ezra didn’t game too often, but he recalled arcades when he was a child. He was happy to be out of the cafe. He didn’t like animals, but they always loved him for whatever reason. It was one of those traits he shared with Emryc.
Master. He couldn’t imagine having a ‘master’ and being bossed around all day long. Yuck. Ezra said nothing about it, walking outside. The snow was falling harder now, and he had one hand in his pocket and the other gripping his caf. He sipped from it as they walked, not glancing over at Lia despite how much she ogled him.
When she abruptly stopped to ask him about hanging with Jedi, Ezra quirked a brow, “I just show up. Jedi gravitate to me,” He said curtly. If she thought for a moment, she would begin to realize the pattern - in almost every scenario he was usually already there and soon surrounded by Jedi. Ezra took a sip from his caf, “Must be my mesmerizing eyes,” He said with a half grin as his gaze flicked to hers briefly.
“I will smoke you in bumper cars,” Ezra declared confidently as they headed into the arcade.
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