[That was probably for the best. Lockon wouldn't know what to make of Katharon's objectives, or their methods; much less his brother's involvement with said organization before and after his recruitment into CB.]
Huh. [Another skeptical glance, before he shrugged and focused on his own plate.] Well, cheers, then. [With that, he began to eat his own noodles. They were pretty tasty, even if they weren't prepared by people. Sure as heck beat dehydrated foods, though.]