A grunt was the only reply that emanated from the German, who'd settled back into his pastry, content to listen to the conversation rather than add to it. He finished what was left of it, leaving himself empty handed but sated, at least until the rest of the meal was done. Kris vaguely recalled someone telling him that Cecilia was a nurse, and if he was going to be stuck here for any length of time, he was going to need his prescriptions refilled. Hopefully that was something that could be accommodated, but for the moment, he chose to keep his silence.