"I don't know yet. That's half the point of one of my adventures," Altair replied, with a small smile. He knew more or less where he wanted to end up, but who knew what he'd get up to on the way there, or even if he'd get there at all without being sidetracked and ending up elsewhere. The Force wasn't calling him in any direction in particular, but his love for letting life lead him where it wanted to certainly was.

"Sometimes the journey is far more interesting than the destination."

Story of his life, really.

Once they were seated in the café, he too took a look at the tea menu, studying it closely. It wasn't a bad selection, really, and he figured he could give it a try, and then get caf instead if it wasn't up to his standard.

He was much more intimidated by the menu listing all the food available- and was pointedly ignoring going for it just yet.