Scipio caught up to Silveria quickly, keeping up in step beside her as they made their way to the mess hall. He kept quiet, walking next to her in a leisurely fashion. He was content to just be with the blue haired girl at his side and if he had to be completely honest....he was still in a slightly sleepy state that made him a little less talkative and jovial then normal. He slept, a lot, something that Silveria constantly badgered him about, but he could't help it. After a good meal he would snap out of his drowsy state and turn back into the happy and carefree guy he usually was to everyone.
"Pio, are we training today? After breakfast and all. I wanna get my feet wet." Scipio blinked and looked down at her, the small smile that was always in place becoming a tinny bit wider at the idea. They usually spent any free time they had in the water and today would be no exception.
He nodded, following after her into the line for food, "Of course! Maybe we can go for a swim...or you can shift and we can try out some more water techniques in the depths"
Scipio slid is tray along the counter, filling up his plate with a good meal of eggs, waffles, a healthy serving of vegetables, and a few pieces of bacon and toast. He always ate a good amount, thought breakfast was his favorite meal of the day. He snagged a glass of orange juice as the passed the drinks, then followed Silveria.
He was about to question why they did not try and locate a table, when Silveria spoke up, "We should eat by the water." She offered and he grinned at the idea.
"Perfect Silv! Then we can finish up and dive straight into a morning swim" He laughed at her, then walked past her towards the door for the courtyard. He opened it up for his partner, allowing her to pass by first before following her down the short path to the waters edge below. Once at the bank that dropped into the small lake, Scipio settled himself on the grass and set his tray on his lap. He smiled up at Silveria, patting the spot next to him before shoving a buttered piece of toast in his mouth and chewing happily.
"Anymqthin' speas'fic ya wanw'ta try taghday?" He mumbled around the toast, then swallowed and removed the bread from his mouth, "Sorry, anything specific you want to try out today?"
At Eshe's affirmation of breakfast, Kirill offered her one of his kind, rare smiles. He kept those looks reserved for his partner, truly the only living being he respected or loved in anyway. As he thought of when the trial would be, he also let his mid drift towards the coming future. They both knew from their missions with the true Skyguard that their trials were coming soon. if not today or tomorrow. Kirill could care less that they had been chosen for the Veto, although he knew he was supposed to treat it as a honor. He did not see himself as a leader and hated the thought of having to choose whether the group would be safe or not. A mental shiver passed through him at the thought, as he immensely detested the idea of responsibility, especially for others lives. Eshe on the other hand....he knew she would make the right decision if the time came. He trusted her opinion, trusted her whole heartedly, so he was not too to worried of having to deal with a Veto if the time we're to come. Now, if the situation at hand presented a choice between Eshe's safety or not....he might have a few choice words to say.
Not sure He answered back with a mental shrug as they both turned in a synchronized motion for the cafeteria. He walked at her side, hands in the pockets of his loose pants. While both Eshe and Kirill had the same pale complexions and white hair, Kirill still stood taller then her. Kirill enjoyed picking fun at her smaller stature, if only to get a rise out of his fairly stoic partner. Despite her reserved personality, Kirill was quiet good at picking out her emotions. She hide herself well, but even without the mental connection he had grown to know her facial expressions...as minute as the change between angry and content was, he was able to pick up on the changes. He did not care much for anything other then her, flying, and the purity of white....which in many occasions all three of those things adjoined as one.
Kirill was content with the mostly empty cafeteria. He glanced around at the various occupants, happy that he did not have to deal with the screaming and yelling that usually seemed to echo from this overly large room. He followed behind Eshe silently, spooning a hefty pile of sausages, ham, and bacon. He gave the vegetables a grimace as he passed over them, disgusted at the mere sight of the green rabbit food. He preferred a hearty meal of meat, any meat will do. Happy with his meal, he followed the his pale partner to their seats and folded himself into the seat across from her, instantly digging into his meal with zealous.
Any thoughts on the rest of the day? He asked mentally with a mouthful of ham, glancing up at her with a raised brow while he swallowed his massive bight.