Dorian just ate in silence. From time to time he just drink from his rice water. He never found the need to have conversations while eating, being deaf and all it seemed pointless. He just finished his taco and crumbled up the wrapper. The taco hit the spot. He would have to stop here before putting his eighteen hour shift to get his lunch for the day.

Dorian just stretched lightly, he needed to move around. It was awkward just sitting in the car doing nothing. He was waiting for Chance to finish his food before he would ask him if you would like to go home and start on cleaning the parts.