Quatre nodded at the explanation, certain he wouldn't be eating or drinking anything but water anyway. It was the simple act of being with people, even strangers, that he wanted, instead of a hotel room. Heero was quiet company and Quatre was at least able to rest and heal in silence, but it had begun to grate on him.

"I think I'll just have water," he said finally, glancing at Heero, and then the crowd, thinking. "I don't want to try eating anything here."