[ He tries not to look too concerned with that. He's managed on light to non-existent meals in the past - a few days won't hurt him. It'll also give him time to scout the place, see if there's anything that can work as a substitute. ]

Cross that bridge when I get to it.

[ Jake swipes his hand along the table's surface, brushing off whatever crumbs were left behind from some unfortunate sod's meal. ]

Jake, by the way.