[Thank the goddesses, he's alright. She hardly notices his eyes on her ears, beyond relieved that he's not in the state he was the last time she lost track of him during a curse. She'd been worried that he might have aged down to the day where his mother died, but if he's asking for food in that haughty tone then surely he isn't. Besides, he looks a few years older than that.

Her eyes flick over to the pile of wrappers and peels with amusement. It seems that once upon a time Zelos was also a noble who didn't know how to cook.]

I don't believe this place offers room service. I could certainly help you find something proper to eat if you liked, though.

[She inclines her head to him politely.]

Many people have been drawn in to the city recently. I was told there was someone new here. My name is Zelda - do you have any questions?