Saïx scarcely paid his roommate any mind when he entered, focusing instead on finishing his meal. He was hardly what one would call a people person, partially due to the fact that he was a Nobody. A part of him instinctively envied those who still has possession of their own hearts. Again, memories of what it was once like to have true emotion playing on his moods. How aggravating.

When the other man finally spoke, Saïx shifted his gaze to regard him with one eyebrow raised at the swollen hand. What sort of question was that? Perhaps he was trying to be funny. Xigbar often utilized a form of humor similar to this.

"Indeed. The food is exquisite." His tone might've been dry were it not so utterly emotionless. Perhaps this brand of humor was not best suited to a Nobody.