It's a habit, unfortunately. Especially when your abilities tend to be kinda reliant on food.

"Vibe ain't all bad but, yeah nah, you can accidentally fall into that shit and it's weird, man." So far he's gotten lucky that he hasn't seen too much awful in those that he's accidentally stepped in, but he has no doubt from just the things that he's heard from basic surface stuff that there's a lot that's happened to basically everyone here. The vibes are far from immaculate around here.

At least Gil seems cool, even if he comes with his own brand of weird. Like dropping a bit of meat as if it personally offended him. Instead of questioning it (everyone has their own tastes and stuff, right?) he reaches for a different plate, starting to layer rice and red onion, a little bit of greens and tomatoes, building himself quite a good gyro if he does say so himself. There are two actually, and he'd offer one to Gil if the guy didn't settle on something more to his liking.

"Careful, some'a this stuff's for the folks with real strict diets. Try the shawarma."