Dal pocked his phone and went back to eating, occasionally making some happy little hum when the combination of flavors hit just right. Not that there was anything complex about his breakfast fare, but this is also a man who thinks pizza is the peak of cuisine.

He was a little more than halfway finished when he slowed to a stop. Looking up from his plate, he peered over at Gabriel with a hesitant kind of curiosity. "I'm sure you're not supposed to talk about it but... there anythin' you can tell me that would help us out there?" Some tiny bit of information that he could send up through the gossip grapevine that might help keep them safer.