[And that's all Lyney sends; no bells and whistles, no dramatics. It's definitely out of the usual for Lyney, who can be found sitting rather tensely at the small table he's secured. There's a cup of tea before him, but it's only half-drunk; he's instead shuffling and flicking his cards in a way that to a casual outsider may seem like practice, but in actuality is a nervous fidget for his hands. It doesn't help that his leg is bouncing anxiously beneath the table, either.]
[He looks up sharply when his name is called, but he forces a pleasant smile onto his face when he sees Kaveh.]
Kaveh, hello. Please, take a seat. Would you like anything off the menu? My treat.
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[And that's all Lyney sends; no bells and whistles, no dramatics. It's definitely out of the usual for Lyney, who can be found sitting rather tensely at the small table he's secured. There's a cup of tea before him, but it's only half-drunk; he's instead shuffling and flicking his cards in a way that to a casual outsider may seem like practice, but in actuality is a nervous fidget for his hands. It doesn't help that his leg is bouncing anxiously beneath the table, either.]
[He looks up sharply when his name is called, but he forces a pleasant smile onto his face when he sees Kaveh.]
Kaveh, hello. Please, take a seat. Would you like anything off the menu? My treat.