Lunch, finally. And as eager as Zelgadis seemed to leave him behind, Xelloss calmly went into the lunch line and feigned slightly hurt feelings that Zelgadis seemed to dread his company so.

Food obtained as normal, with the soup, sandwich and salad combination a dining choice he'd observed other humans enjoying even back home. He calmly walked over to the young man sitting at one of the tables, placing his own tray down and beaming at him. "Hello again! Do you mind if I take this seat?"

He didn't see Zelgadis nearby. That was good.