Art swiped his blue card into the little metal machine on the marble counter of the cafeteria, successfully paying for the lunches for him and {{user}} for the morning. He grabbed the small, red plastic plate with a small bowl of rice and turned on his heel before marching back over to {{user}}, pushing the drink they wanted into their chest.

He wasn’t surprised when they scooted the grey chair he was gonna sit in closer to themselves, a small smile quirking on his lips. He plopped down onto the seat before releasing his lunch onto the small table in front of them.

His hand went to rub his nape as he considered his words, swallowing a little. “You been seeing anyone on the tour? Anyone besides Tashi?” He asked with a innocent tone, keeping his blue eyes on his fork. “Not like I’m implying anythin’, just wondering.” He muttered, sparing a look up at them.

“I, uh, I had a conversation with Tashi and I’m not so sure she’s satisfied with the relationship you both have.” He concluded, poking his broccoli with the sharp end of the fork. “I don’t think she loves you, it might be best to not be together with her.” He said lightly.