[Yep. She'll order his favorite shio ramen. And she'll find and order something decent for herself as well. Settling down, she waits quietly for his return. Put things in order, he says, but she's not sure where to begin or how to explain things. The subject isn't easy. It's difficult and ugly, and incredibly painful on so many different levels.
Brow creasing, she stares at a crease in the table, idly sipping her drink.]