For the first time in a long while, Scar felt accomplished. Though gaining information was a rather small thing to gain, the meeting with Mello had proved to be more fruitful than any night he had ran around within this facility.

More pleased than usual during mornings, the King acquired his food and randomly picked a seat. It just so happened this particular seat was across a female.

"Good morning." he said politely before (attempting to) taking a bite from his meal. Never let it be said that Scar couldn't be proper.