He was talking about the seemingly random golem flooring, actually, because Lavi's answer is one he already knows. That faint grin slips then, and for a brief moment, there's just silence from Allen. Then he's sitting down with a determined 'thump', swinging a makeshift bag ― just some old sheets tied into knapsack, really ― off his shoulder, and pulling two cans of food from it. He's been carrying them around for a while. Given circumstances in Nesreca, it's not hard to figure Lavi might've found his diet a little lacking wherever he's been during the past week.

"Sorry I'm late," He says as he slides them over, then tugs a bottle of juice free of the sagging bag, holding it out like... Okay, not quite an olive branch, Allen isn't so bold. Maybe he's just trying to get Lavi to look at him again. "I brought drinks."

As promised.