Tread Lightly (Yang)

"Well, be prepared to lose your badge, not a lot of people are capable of burning a house down with Phoenix fire" he warned gently. "Or being spirited away to the courts and recieving punishment there. He is Mab's favorite. That hasn't changed" He led the way through a short hall to where Davie was waiting at the head of the table. Omar set the food down and motioned for Yang to set her dishes down. "As you are the guest, you sit at his left side" Omar told her gently. He pulled out her seat and motioned for her to sit. "Don't let him tick you off. He is quite good at it" he whispered. "And I would rather be here forever than see anyone I love get enchanted again"

He smiled and shook his head. Leave it to Yang to try to fight the queen of the dark fey. He caught Davie's look as Davie discreetly pointed at Yang mouthing 'She's adorable!' Omar sighed.

"Stop Davie" he said in old english. "She already wants to hit you"

Davie grinned at Yang. "You don't really like me, do you? But where would you be without him, hmm? I am the reason Omar is alive" Omar grit his teeth. Davie wasn't wrong.

"Food. Davie. Please" Davie laughed and raised his hands to the ceiling palms up.

"I call upon the earth spirits to thank them for making the earth fertile enough to produce food to keep us alive. May our enjoyment be enough to appease you for another day" Davie paused and looked at Yang. "I may not agree with most religious, but they have the right idea here. Food isn't just created by farmers, of any species. Now, dig in and be careful.of what's mine. Pheonixs tripping on anything has never given good results. Except that one time I wanted to put the fear of-"

"ENOUGH" Omar roared. "You want to see if I can lift this table and.smash it through the wall? Stop pushing Yang"

"Do you want to see your friends and family?"

"Not if it means you hurt one of my good friends here, no"

Yang glanced up for a moment.  She didn't catch what Davie said, and Omar replied in something she couldn't understand.  Was it important?  Davie soon addressed her directly though, and she frowned.  "Caught that, huh?" she replied.  At least Davie knew, although he didn't seem too bothered by the fact.  He even remarked how he'd saved Omar's life once.  Yang wondered exactly how that had happened.  She'd never gotten the details of that incident.  The meal soon started, but Omar soon blew up over Davie's comments.  Between his anger and Yang's, she wondered if getting through this dinner was even possible.  She looked at Davie, wondering if Omar's outburst would make him mad.  She wasn't sure, although her body still tensed, ready to jump in if Davie decided to smack him or something.

Davie didn't seem to take Omar and Yang too seriously, but he settled down, for now.  The conversation moved to Yang specifically, and her love life.  The idea of Davie going anywhere near Adrien made Yang angry, but she tried not to think about it too much.  "He's fine," she replied.  "He's actually been busy helping out the city a lot.  His mansion was a safe haven during the apocalypse."  No doubt he was making sure everyone who was there had someplace to stay, or was trying to reunite them with their loved ones.  That was just the way Adrien was.  He had a generous heart and always wanted to help those around him.

Yang picked at her plate, trying to eat something in an attempt to be polite.  Davie might not have felt like the end of the world was too bad, but for a lot of people, it had been.  Yang's mind went to Shadow.  He was still alive, thank goodness.  But he'd been stuck in purgatory for a while, and had had to go up against Disparion by himself.  Yang felt her stomach churn every time she tried to imagine what it had been like for him.  She never wanted him to feel alone like that again.  Davie mentioned Jane and Namine though, and Omar wasn't a big fan of him meeting them.  Neither was Yang.  She could just imagine Jane breaking out her gun, or Namine's dog getting protective and pouncing on him.  "Depends if they want to meet you," she replied.  "I promised I'd give them an update about Omar after this dinner date, and your first impression could use some work."  

"Sounds like your immortal life is interesting," Yang remarked in a deadpan tone.  What was the point of living forever if you were just going to be a jerk to everyone?  At least Omar did some good with his life.  As Davie described him at seventeen though, Yang gave a shrug.  "I was a little shit at seventeen too.  I think we both turned out okay, despite the circumstances."  That was probably the reason she and Omar had clicked when they first met.  They were both rough around the edges, and had a habit of causing trouble, but had good hearts underneath.  

Omar had a fair point.  If life hadn't treated Davie very well, then he certainly wasn't making it any better by acting like an asshole.  Besides, bad things happened to people all the time, and not all of them turned out to be jerks.  Yang and Omar were prime examples of that.  They'd both lost loved ones and had each gone through their own hardships.  Yet instead of trying to make the world as miserable as they felt, they chose to help others instead.  Even when Yang had been screwing around with underground fights and pick pocketing, she'd still gotten kids away from guardians who neglected or abused them.  She nodded in agreement with what Omar said.