Hrm...no Finaa. Shit, it looked like he'd missed her. And here he'd brought her take-out and everything, having conveniently ordered more than he could eat. Shiloh had figured if he hurried he might catch her, but...bah. Either he wasn't looking hard enough or he'd come too late. Sure, it was his own fault for not calling, but he'd wanted it to be a surprise. And he had just enough time left over for his lunch break that he could swing it.
Shiloh frowned down at the plastic bag in his hand. Ah well. Looked like he had breakfast, now.
He was giving the cafeteria one final look-over when his eyes landed on a weird girlie kid with white hair and a weird face splotch--that was staring at him. Or looked like he was staring at him. Didn't matter, it was close enough! Shiloh scowled back, eyes narrowing.
"Whatcha starin' at?"