"I guess Jorgmund needs someone to do the detective work on broken rules." She hadn't seen Javert, but he's probably around somewhere and she just hadn't met him. Tenten makes a note to keep an eye out.

Tenten opts to go for a bowl of soup first. The egg is thick and lumped, not the thin, delicate ribbons she'd wanted at all, but mistakes happened. And it was still tasty. She takes a little bit of pride in the compliments, as exaggerated as they probably were, and gives a little shrug. She couldn't take too much credit, not when Catra had done so much of the work. "I don't marry people on the first date, sorry Catra." She offers a little half-smile and shrugs, sipping at her soup again. "But, yeah, sometimes the simple things are the best after a long day."

She pauses, staring wistfully in the direction of their food storage areas. "...I wonder how strict their inventories are?"