Orville
When Fennel first woke up, they'd felt next to nothing. They'd been exhausted. They ate, but not much. Then they went to sleep, and when they woke up, they were ravenous. They ate, and then they asked for seconds, and they ate those and asked for thirds too. The doctors said that being very hungry was common after waking from a coma, and Fennel was, in that sense, normal.

Slowly, however, the hunger subsided. Fennel became less gaunt. The thin layer of fat that used to soften their features started to return. But the hunger never completely went away. Fennel still found themselves eating more, more often, than they had before, though they wouldn't know it themselves.

So they'd been eating in the cafeteria, whenever they could. There was plenty of food, free of charge, and they didn't exactly have a lot to compare it to, so the fact that it was terrible didn't really bother them that much.

It's dinnertime. Fennel is sat at the edge of one of the tables, with a group of chatty girls, maybe around 15, sat to their left and an empty chair opposite them. They don't mind the noise. On their plate, they have boiled potatoes and a slab of tough, dry veal, slathered in gravy, all with a side of bland vegetables. But they eat it. It's... Fine.
Louis
Sometimes Mamoru forgets that Fennel's memory is entirely shot by what happened. Moru has some dinner of his own, but it was from the kitchen. Not the cafeteria. Sure, arguably, cafeteria food would be more filling than a bowl of cereal, but Moru would rather have something tasty.

He doesn't see anyone he recognizes in the cafeteria. The low hum of conversation makes the hunger go away, luckily not replaced by nausea. 

Well... There's Fennel. He may as well. Mamoru takes the seat opposite them. Being close to the chatter makes it less bad, surprisingly. Being able to hear what's being said changes it from a senseless hum to something he can understand. 

Moru rarely eats in the cafeteria. He doesn't know why he's doing so now. He just had a feeling that he should. "Uh- hey." Awkward start to any conversation: not having a start. Just saying something.
Orville
The girls' chatter is probably best described as vacuous. Nothing Fennel cares about, so it's easy to tune out. They smile at the stranger taking a seat opposite them for a moment, then go back to the food. People don't usually try to make conversation with them. Apparently they weren't known by very many people before everything. They must have mostly kept to themselves, they guess.

But they're still happy to talk if someone does want to talk. They've forgotten a lot more than they think, it turns out, and they keep learning fun facts and other interesting things whenever they talk to anyone. So it's welcome, perhaps even exciting, when the shy, awkward-looking fellow across from them actually tries to start a conversation.

If not well. "Hey," Fennel responds, smiling warmly. There's not much else to say. After all, they don't know anyone, and nothing happens to them.
Louis
*Right.* They only met once. Fennel probably wouldn't remember him even without the uh.. Coma thing.

"Er- right. Uh. It makes sense you don't really remember me. We met once. Briefly. We may have talked on the Intranet but.. Not much. I'm Mamoru." 

The warm smile is reassuring at least. Maybe Moru isn't making a total fool of himself.
Orville
"Oh, we've met?" Fennel responds, slightly bemusedly. "I'm Fennel, if I didn't say that last time." 

They take a bite of their food and chew it for a good 50 seconds before continuing. "I'm sorry I don't remember you. The doctors are saying I have retrograde amnesia. It means I can't remember anything from before I was put in a coma." They don't look or sound upset about that. Their tone is soft, but very matter-of-fact.

"But apparently it isn't brain damage. So I'll probably be fine now."

They keep eating.
Louis
"Uh- yeah, *Technically* We've met but we didn't really *Talk* Or anything so-" He shrugs, trying to make it sound like it's not really a big deal and there's nothing *To* Remember. In truth he just worries a bit that Fennel may feel bad over the lack of memory. In the silence he quietly taps the table with one hand, eating with the other.

*Retrograde amnesia.*
Mamoru has heard of that. It means Fennel doesn't remember events from before the whole... Coma. Thing.

As they said right after Moru had the thought.

*Fennel doesn't sound upset over it, I guess..* That much is good, probably.

"It was in the library. There's this- really comfortable spot that not many people know about. You were there when I was and- yeah. I believe you also offered people tarot readings or something in the group chat." He is trying his best!