Thrawn smiled at Altair. He knew that a lot of people admired him, but it felt different to hear it from Altair. Perhaps it was because Altair was a powerful Sith who could crush him easily, yet he looked to a man without the Force with admiration. Or perhaps it was because he had finally admitted to himself that he loved Altair and he liked hearing his new lover speak of him in such a manner.

He also caught that glimpse his way while they looked over the menu. "Speaking of, where are the flowers you picked, Thrass?"

"Back at the hotel. I bought a pair of vases and filled them with water," Thrass replied.

When their waitress came by, Thrass ordered a glass of wine, while Thrawn selected an iced tea. They also ordered their dinner, having already decided what they wanted.