Does it taste like honey?

[Blue Eyes]

Atonement drifted forward like a shadow in the light. His eyes never laying to rest upon a single thing twice as the stormtroopers did not much of the same. Perhaps they had an interest in the cloaked figure that was walking the street. Perhaps they had 'Trouble With Robed Figures Before'. Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. But all of these were not absolute as Atonement continued on his path and continued to travel around, his eyes always gathering more information then he could afford to lose out on. That is to say until Mitskuni pointed out an area himself.

Atonement would cast his eyes upon the building that appeared to be some kind of library. A place of reading. A place of knowledge. Perhaps he can gain something and with that he'd be able to gather ever so much more then reasonably available now. Atonement would finally look down on Hunny who's eyes would be full of hope and wishes for what action was to come. He could only nod as he pursued the task at hand, moving to the Library Cafe combo, the cafe alone being a great place for information due to the nature of people being loud enough with their words and secrets. Even in a place of heavy security.

Upon entering Atonement sought the woman who had just recently caught Hunny's eyes, the poor girl given a slight scare at the man of pure black flesh hiding in the darkened hood. The words were about exchange and barter, to see if this place would accept the currency that was gained by Atonement just now after his discussion with the guard. Though the world ran mostly on credit barter and trade were common in this entire city it seemed, acceptance of the trade being simple perfection before Atonement's eyes.

"Hunny. We'll gather information here. Go ahead and order what you want. If they've got sake here I'll take some. If they serve actual food here I wouldn't mind some fish either. I'll be back soon enough to pay."

Atonement would leave for a short moment which left Mitskuni to fend on his own at the table. A discomfort to be alone in a place that was unfamiliar to the boy and though there was a chance at sweets and treats to keep his mind off the matter there was always still that minor thought at the back of his mind. Not that it had to show up with an adorable smile showing instead, putting on a cute air about himself so that one did not perceive the boy to be troubled in the slightest. Even as a waiter finally came to tend to them, the woman busy in another section of the cafe. That's when the question came. What were Atonement's words? Order What You Want?...

Atonement for the time would be busy as Mitskuni placed the order for a variety of sweets and fish, though any alcohol eluded a child's persuasion to acquiring it was at least a start. What Atonement sought were one of the books that were printed up rather then left on a data file within an archive, a book of a familiar language as there seemed to be several dozen different languages to deal with. And of course the book had to have something of value that pertained to the world and would be of interest to read. What Atonement got was a guide about primes.

Though it would take him what felt an eternity to find something that fit what he needed, and with it he'd return to find a sight... A table littered with pies and cakes of many variety as if an over-sized sample platter of diabetes waiting to happen with a lone corner showing a fully cooked whole fish and a lack of a drink. Atonement would step to the table and sit with a gruff huff of his tones, opening the book to begin once more researching basic knowledge to the people of these worlds despite it being news to him and Hunny alike.

Details about the revival process of the Prime. Details about their powers and abilities. Some common skills acquired by primes by focusing their accumulated Omnilium. Some things were left as no more then an item to research further as a veil fogged over absolute fact. But other things helped to lead him in the right direction of what he 'needed' to understand and not what he 'wanted' to know. When finally a man happened by to ask about the food it would be the first time Atonement would take the moment so speak.

"Sake...If you don't have it then White Wine...If not that either then Beer..."

His voice almost came out as a whisper yet the strength behind his pride gave it enough force to be heard by both the waiter and Mitskuni. His ears more focused on the chatter of the nearby tables and his eyes more focused in the book that he had at hand. Though his senses had come to be weak he still was trying his best to make them work for him. And he'd work those senses to the bloodied bones if he must. He also knew the guards of this realm, the storm troopers. They still had their watchful eyes on him Eyes that kept him behaving like a good little abomination of several lives.