"Right. Let me see what I can make then." Diavolo got up and went into the kitchen, or closest approximation of one, that the building had. He looked around and was shocked to see that it was somewhat barren. He sighed and just decided to make do with what was there. Scrounging around in the cupboards and cabinets, he managed to find spices, some bread, preserved meats, fresh fruit, fresh greens, and a thoroughly emptied cheese containers. Not wanting to spend hours on making a gourmet meal for himself and one other person, Diavolo decided to just make some sandwiches. Taking a rather long baguette that he estimated to be about a foot long, he cut it in half and layered on some meats, lettuce, and tomato before cutting it into two separate sandwiches. Plating the two sandwiches, he returned to the room Sindiana was intently reading in and set one down on the table in front of them. It was by no means gourmet, in fact it was a little dry, but it was still fairly tasty. "So, what are you reading?"