Faolan laughs slightly, gesturing towards the food. "You're welcome to what you want. I've brought more than I anticipate showing up." He gives a slight shrug. "If that proves to be otherwise then it will be my error, and theirs for not being around sooner."

He glances aside at the other man. "Please tell me you've got more interesting business to be getting to than this, at least." Motioning again to the paperwork. He's not exactly bad at it. He's meticulous, after all. Got an attention to detail like few others. But he'd certainly rather be out in the field than behind a desk pushing a pencil some days, that's for certain. More of a stress relief. Though, he supposes, that's what his job as a Guardian is for...