The trek was thankfully quiet, though that may have been due to his pace through the crowded streets. Rashim forced his head to continue looking in the direction he was headed, and not turn back to the possible follower. Their destination had been a ways off when he’d first set out, and the light grumblings in his stomach told him that he should have eaten a while back. The governmental district did not have anything other than government offices, so if one was foolish enough to not bring food along, then one had to walk all the way back to the commercial or Merchant District. 

The blonde preferred a nice, small place in the Merchants quarter. He was partial to their roasted tuna, though the Lamb was also very good, when prepared one specific way. He had to wonder if the teen following him around could read, or if he was going to have to explain everything to him. He certainly wasn’t buying the honey eyed boy anything. He could sit there and watch Rashim eat if he had already lost his Expedition funds, or anything else he may have brought. 

Finally, the restaurant came into view, well it couldn’t really be called a restaurant. The small ‘hovel’ was just an open front wall with a few stools hanging out in front of a bar for anyone to take. The light brown canvas awning gave some shade and protection from most any elements that may come along. “Elmiire, you’re slow right now,” Rashim stated more than questioned as he took one of the six free seats. With there only being 10 seats total, one would think that he would have a line… at least, with all of these people filling the streets thanks to the Expedition Trials.

“Yeah, you caught us at a good time, barely had a break all morning.” A rather rotund man in a stained blue apron stated as he glanced up from the meat like object he was currently cooking.