He wasn't a "planning" kind of guy. He could be doing what his friends would do, cook up a plan in case the Dream Width memories were just the thing now and arrange rescue parties who knew how to wake the dreamer up quickly and efficiently, but he instead wondered if his gut was enough. Seemed to work so far.

But right now he needed a bite, and he was meeting up with somebody. What he hadn't expected after grabbing one of the pre-made lunchboxes, however, was a very outward 'something is up' Maheswaran. Or, he thought. Maybe it's allergies.

Yeah. Right.

"Yo," he greeted, helping himself to a seat. The separation of chopsticks was absentminded as he gave Suzette a look. The moogle, raising a paw and prepared to speak, puffed her cheeks at him before setting off to go busy herself. Mog commentary wasn't gonna be needed.

"Haven't tried the ramen here. Any good?"