Hayato feels a little hungry, but mostly a bit chilly. It hadn’t been too long ago that he passed away in a blizzard.

So he wants something hot to drink, and at her mentioning a biscuit he feels his hunger grow.

“Ah, yeah, hang on.” He gets up and walks around the table to stand behind Elizabeth so he can look at his device from over her shoulder.

“You sure that’s all?” He leans forward and scrolls on the screen to select the tea she wants, then a coffee for him, and mushroom soup.

“Pick whatever you like, and then I’ll place the order.” He puts a warm hand on her shoulder before he’s looking away, over at the counter.