Hiro nodded his head and reached over with one hand to turn on the radio, shifting through the stations until stopping the dial on a channel that played classical music. He then placed his hands back on the steering wheel, falling silent as he focused on driving. Every now and then, he would glance at the rearview mirror to watch them briefly even though nothing was happening between the two backseat passengers. Yuki was quiet, gazing out the window. Occasionally he would tear his gaze from the window to stare at Hatsune for a little while, lost in thought, before he'd realize what he was doing and looking away. He was staring out the window when she finally spoke, asking if they could get lunch. He turned to look at her, thinking for a moment before giving a nod. "Of course. I imagine that we will be in town for awhile, getting everything you will need for your stay with us."<br/><br/>The Yakuza leader ignored the chuckle from Hiro, who was clearly amused by what Yuki had said. "What kind of food are you in the mood for?" Yuki asked, still gazing softly at her. He still had no idea that she remembered who he was. It had been tricky to block her memories of his brother and he had expected it would hold for quite some time. He would probably want to know how the block had come undone, if she even knew how it had happened. It wasn't long until Hiro finally came to a stop, parking the car and shutting the engine off. He exited the car and moved over, opening the door for Hatsune first.