He sat on the other side of the table, tucking his bag underneath before settling in the chair, crossing one leg beneath him. He wouldn't have liked being bumped into and crowded, and it was good that they were a bit out of the busiest part of the inn.

"That is concerning. You'll have to tell me who it is so I can go ask them about it." Senku said and waved down someone.

"We'll each have the dinner special, water for him and an ale for me." He paid the cost to the waitress and let her go, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. "Looks like it's some kind of stew with potatoes, vegetables and bread." He shrugged, he wasn't terribly picky anymore. Couldn't be worse than what he'd eaten before.