Their time at Joe's Tavern trickled to an odd end.
After fretting on such a damning topic, such as the King and the state of the world, the two drifted to a much less meaningful, but more meaningful, discussion of colors.
"I'm telling you, red is the best! It goes with everything!"
"Are you nuts, Piri! Green! Green is the best color there is!"
Ixion shouted back:
"Green?! Dia, you're betraying your entire aesthetic! What about blue or silver?"
Dia laughed, took a sip of her own Joe's Super Ale, and replied:
"Blue and silver? Those are such depressing colors! The color of sadness and melancholy and all that."
Ixion fell forward and laughed more than he had in his entire life.
'Ah…'
How much he'd give to have traded his life with a commoner at birth. Actually, anyone else…
'Except the twins.'
Ixion beamed a smile at Dia.
The woman who spoke of King Ixion so easily when his name usually got stuck on the tip of a tongue.
