When they had first arrived at the restaurant and the hostess had given Zell such a strange look Squall had glared at her coldly. What business was it of hers to judge them for wanting to eat outside? Or give Zell such an attitude about it? Perhaps Squall was gaining a little bit of an over-protective edge when it came to things around Zell but his cold glare at her had been like daggers. Where as Zell took to his natural damage control and led them through the restaurant, he decided to spare her and keep his mouth shut in favor of keeping the peace. She was lucky Zell was here.

Once they were seated away from the noise of the restaurant Squall let out a small sigh. The fresh cool air was nice on his skin and he reached a hand up to scratch at his hair under the hat a bit awkwardly.

"I'll be honest, I'm excited to get back to Garden soon." He said, voice small. It had been such a busy day for them and he was getting a bit exhausted and his energy was draining. Squall liked to decompress at the end of the day and his energy was about spent. He didn't know how Zell was able to keep up so well.

Just then, his stomach let out a small audible rumble in protest. "But dinner first. This place is nice." He said, coloring a bit.