Quin couldn't help but smile at Frances as he blushed. "You're so pretty..." he said softly as he traded cups with him. Hearing Theo clear his throat the fox quickly swapped the straws as well...so they had their respective straws. His large ears had caught Frances' every word. "We just need to be careful next time..." Quin said in a soft reasonable tone, "...we'll need to figure out a way to get us to stop. Otherwise we could end up seriously hurt, or worse." he cast a brief glance back to Theo. Obviously they had discussed this previously.<br/><br/>The mess hall was a massive cafeteria. Long wooden tables and benches, and a long line up of food. The sound in here was a low hum of chatter, during lunches the hall would be nearly deafening. Quin lead the way to the food line, discarding the empty cup when they passed a trashcan. The foods available left little to be desired. Theo remained close behind the pair.