Well, you are the best of the best, aren't you deadshot? You are absolutely in luck. There's a few days until we head out on our mission, so you'll get to eat all you want and more.

[ He winks, nudging Ashe's shoulder before turning to lead their visitors into the city palace. The whole place is buzzing and alive, music and color and the smell of spices fills the air as Claude explains the festival that's on right now. The rest of the men are set loose after being shown their quarters, and finally, finally he has a moment alone with Ashe as he walks him down the corridors of the sprawling building, politely noting points of interest as they make their way. ]

This is your room. I hope you find it comfortable, just let me know if you need anything.

[ Right. Be cool. ]

I realize you're probably tired so you're free to say no... but would you like to join me for dinner in an hour? It's a traditional meal for this particular festival- celebration of the sky.

If you want to come I can ah- I can send some of the maids to help you get all cleaned up and dressed. [ Well. They're not really maids, but that's probably the closest cultural translation anyways. He tries to look indifferent, training his face into that usual lazy smile of his, but there's a certain stiffness to it that he can't shake. ]