Francis wondered briefly if this was as it sounded. He decided to test what Chéri was hinting at, thus placed a hand on the table and spoke to his new, maybe only, friend. "Table."

He managed to find some lemon and smiled huge taking the entire thing to slice up and watched the other set the table. The taller man walked over to watch curiously. It hadn't been that long of a time since he'd set a table thanks to being here, but the other did it far more complicated than the priests had.