Meal times were something Alister often forgot. Busy with one project or another he'd often continue until Vair'ea fed him or he finally stopped. The former was the case today as the Chiss woman drug him into a cafe after his earlier meeting.
Taking a seat at a climate controlled patio he placed his order and waited for it to arrive. Vair'ea was seated to his side, seemingly intent on making sure he actually ate and didn't play on his datapad.