Ghent blinked as Elayra started in with what may have been a sarcastic remark. Drust had prevented her from commenting, which was a bit of a shame. Ghent was now left to wonder what she may have said.
	"Well, alright. Just to be safe, I won't order anything too crazy." Their body language made him uneasy. Both were tense, on edge. If the wrong thing was said or done, he feared the consequences. Neither struck him as levelheaded.
	"Closest food joint is only a block or two away. I'll run." Ghent was fast, but a car or faster means of transport would have been handy.  
	Despite his unvoiced concerns, Ghent started to turn towards the doorway when a realization hit him. The light was leaving too, he hadn't the heart to abandon them in such a place without any source of light. 
	"Here. You can keep the phone for now," he handed their makeshift flashlight over to Elayra, taking care that the light was aimed away from her so he wouldn't accidentally blind her with it.
	"Um..." There was an awkward pause as Ghent looked between the pair. 
	"You two aren't going to fight or anything while I'm gone, right? You're just gonna relax? I don't want any swords being drawn while I'm running errands." 
	Was [i]this[/i] what it was like being a parent? If so, Ghent wanted no part of that. This was nerve wracking. "I'm serious. No fighting," he folded his arms across his chest, trying to look as if he meant business. 'If you're going to argue, at least wait till I'm back. Got it?"