They didn't go very far for lunch- just a small restaurant within a five-minute drive of the office. Apollo assured him they didn't have to be close to the WAA he had already told Mr. Wright he was going out for lunch with Klavier, so he would take a little longer than usual to come back. His phone was on the table in front of them. Just in case he was needed.
Klavier frowned and set down his fork, staring across the table at his partner for a moment. They had been idly chatting about everything, but there was a question he was determine to ask. "... Where did you go this morning?" He asked. "You left really early. Usually I have time for a hug before you run out the door, or I can offer a ride." He watched as Apollo slowly swallowed the food in his mouth, staring back at Klavier.
"I just had something I needed to do before work." Apollo replied nonchalantly, before taking another bite of his food, looking down at his food. But Klavier saw the look in his eyes he was trying to hide.
He tried to ignore the feeling he had boiling up in his stomach, nodding and looking back down at his food quietly. "I see..."
They sat in a small corner two seater, despite Apollo's argument of it being nice outside. Klavier was not going out onto the patio to question him about this- he didn't want the paparazzi snapping photos while he was eating lunch (most of the time he didn't care. Apollo's reactions got pretty interesting). There were too many people walking by for him to ask what he needed to without having people speak up as well. Inside was better, he had decided.
Klavier grabbed the iced tea he'd ordered, the cubes clinking around the glass as he took a small sip, chewing on his straw a little. Of course, neither had ordered anything from the alcohol menu. Apollo didn't really like many alcohol, and Klavier wouldn't drink during work hours, so they'd settled for water and iced tea. The blonde stared, watching Apollo from over the rim of his glass as he took a sip. "It must have been pretty important for you to leave so early." He added simply, trying to get anything else he could without the other getting suspicious.
Apollo nodded in reply. "Yeah. But it's dealt with now, so we don't have to worry about it." He said, and frowned as Klavier reached across the table, grabbing some of his fries. "Hey! You had the chance to get your own!" He protested with a small huff, and Klavier grinned, shrugging as he ate them one by one, taking the last one and smacking Apollo's forehead with it. "The forehead is the easiest target." He couldn't help but chuckle as Apollo gave him an 'are you serious' look and tossed another fry at him.
The mood lightened after that, and Klavier found himself enjoying the food, even though there was a prickling in the back of his mind.
"I'll see you at home, Klavier." Apollo waved as he walked down the road, and Klavier nodded, watching the brunette until he'd turned the corner, sighing. It was time for him to get back to work, and the bottom of this case. He just hoped that the look he'd seen in Apollo's eyes wasn't what he thought it was, that'd he'd imagined the distant gaze Apollo got when thinking of Kristoph.
He wasn't sure what case he was going to work on when he got back to the office, but he knew he would get to the bottom of one of them. Either way, though, he'd find out what Apollo had been doing that morning.
He wasn't going to back down from this one. And he had a feeling his partner was digging into something he wasn't going to leave alone either.