He lifted the napkins and placed them in a pouch on the opposite side of the one he withdrew them from. They'd be washed lather and on their own, as he feared the sauce would bleed and stain his other shirts. He noted the scraps left and chuckled openly, 1337 was at the very least amusing in his behaviors.
"Well, you certainly can eat, tis a good thing... Always seems to be plenty of food to go around here."
He finished his meal and pushed his tray aside, then reached into his vest and withdrew a book titled,"Vengeance: The path of destruction". He flipped it open to the middle and began reading in silence. If 1337 was interested in further conversation, he'd have to bring it up.
