Given the hospital setting Sync couldn't help but assume the food to be just as bland and tasteless as it was back at Headquarters. However, he couldn't find it in himself to complain when he mistaken, setting aside his work for now to polish off his plate.

Yet just as he was about to start on his apple pie the God-General froze when he heard the door open behind him, followed by a pair of footsteps making their way inside. Green eyes narrowed when the door shut, leaving him alone with whoever else was in the room. He should've expected something like this, but what really caught him off guard was when this 'stranger' finally called him out.

That voice...!

Sync almost thought it was too good to be true, but after encountering his comrades for three shifts straight he couldn't find this to be a mere coincidence. A small smirk tugged at his lips when he realized how lucky he was, idly twirling his fork before finally answering.

"Come on now. You don't have to give me the cold shoulder, L-"

Sync had twisted his body around to get a better look at the redhead, only to come face to face with a complete stranger. His façade dropped almost immediately as he quirked an eyebrow at the newcomer.

"…You're not Luke."