Alright. Food in hand, Demyx looked around the room for a quiet spot. He was still trying to avoid the other organization members for the moment, so when he saw a relatively empty table he gladly made his way over to it.

Hopefully lunch would be as uneventful as breakfast had been. After being nearly killed (or at least nearly being horribly maimed) by some crazy woman the night before, Demyx was ready for some peace and quiet that hopefully the day would offer.

There was another person sitting nearby, but he didn't seem like he particularly wanted to talk, so with a small glance in his direction, Demyx decided let him alone for now.