Torin cut ahead of the line, ignoring the protests of the current crowd. Grabbing a pair of salt grox buns and a pair of paper cups, he stopped for a moment to fill the cups with dark, steaming caffeine, before laying the assortment of foodstuffs on a tray, and heading back to where he had seen the Sister sit.<br/><br/>Joining her at the table, Torin sat across from her, placing the tray between the two of them.<br/><br/>"Try it. You'll like it." He said reassuringly, gesturing to her salt grox bun.<br/><br/>"And feel free to ask me anything. I'll answer whatever you want to know, security clearance willing."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>